THE FILM SHOW WENT FINE AFTER ALL

Everything turned out all right on the night as they say and using the projector and screen fixtures at Plumley village hall we had an audience of over forty people and I think they enjoyed this look back at the Swinging Sixties. Such was the ease of showing that I would be happy to mount another show there anytime. We were fortunate in having our friend Felicity on hand who explained that the time bar could be dismissed by moving the courser away from its proximity, lo sand behold that worked, such a tiny piece of info which she advised was via her children, as it is so often I gather. Today has been damp, windy, cold and gloomy and that's looking on the bright side.

We waited all day for the chap to come and service the boiler, nobody tuned up or returned our calls to find him, we'll be looking for an alternative but registered plumbers are hard to find and I certainly don't want to go down the Polish route.  I had my course meeting with vicar Jane this afternoon and before we knew it it was teatime, we have now switched on the central heating having given up on any service happening today. The gas fore also needed attention, new batteries to the flicker. Not a lot by way of DVD orders today although there was a bagful to go off this morning. I'm not sure what the sum raised from the film night was but it should be around the £400 mark in benefit of St Oswald's pew removal for access. At ice cream interval last night George bravely fended off the hungry audience and the bar also did good business, in fact as the photo shows stocks got low but nobody was turned away.

Clive bending down on left was the observant prize winner for my cunningly dastardly question of the evening spotting that the air hostess in the opening film worked for Hunting Clan Airline. To end a slide show from my day atop the Peaks outside Buxton.