Watching Blues Brothers tonight in Aretha Franklin scene and I say:
“I bet that bloke at the back is really playing that trumpet and he hardly gets notice.
Mark: Playing what?
Me: oh the trombone
Mark: the what?
Me: A saxophone …?
Bingo. Third time lucky. All hail to Lou Marini for teaching me my instruments!
So our long awaited trip to see the latest Star Wars arrived today. We’d planned to go with Geri and Sam and to meet outside the cinema at 1.15 for 1.30 start. Mark and I set off from Lowestoft but it took longer to get into Norwich than expected and after a couple of phone calls between us agreed to meet them in the cinema and they would look out for us. Mark and I got our tickets and headed to the screen but we could Not see Geri and Sam. I broke a cardinal sin and rang them from the auditorium. Sam answered and said they were in screen 2. Bugger. We’re in screen7. I went into screen 2 but still couldnt find them. I got back to my seat and the text came “What cinema you at?”
“Oh no” I said to Mark “I bet they’ve gone to Vue” (in Norwhich). I text back that we were at the Odeon and where were they.
In bloody Lowestoft that’s where! Honestly. You couldn’t make it up!
Lovely. Getting old. Settled in and got ready for New Year. Amaretto and coke, Night at the Museum and peanuts.
Yum. I love peanuts.
Mark: are they the peanuts I knocked all over the floor earlier?
I mean, why would you put them back in the peanut bowl?!
Still. Not quite as bad as the friend who attempted to enjoy the complimentary peanuts with his drinks in Spain. They were so hard they just wouldn’t crunch down. And then he realised the other people on his table were enjoying the olives ……. with stones 😂