3rd February, 2019.
OK …
It’s just gone half past ten, if you must know.
And I am feeling decidedly annoyed at myself.
For putting my phone in the wrong place.
And not catching it in time: as it got knocked, gently slid off my desk … and landed face down on a floorboard.
You can possibly guess what I found when I picked it up, can’t you?
Yep.
£200 worth of octa-core phone … with a smashed screen.
I am — with some excuse — not a happy bunny.
But one who can, at least, head into town, tomorrow, to see if his meagre savings will get the screen replaced.
~≈§≈~
Right now, though, I’ve just seen a movie: having got back from my family’s place on the other side of town.
Vaguely thinking that I should, at least, try and spend more time with my nephew.
He’s now eight … and, I think, getting a taste for silly voices …
As you’ve possibly noticed from the introductory video.
A bit more time with Jude’s a good way — I’ve found — of putting a smile on a a face.
And certainly got me heading home in a better mood than when I went out.
At least … certainly in the mood for a movie …
You’re right: it’s the one in the poster.
The 2018 release that is … …
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