Saw the Argentinian film Wild Stories today. It was playing at a lovely old cinema in Notting Hill. A "silver screening" which has reduced rates for seniors and they give you a cup of tea and a biscuit (cookie). Irresistible.
Instead of taking the bus from the train station, I walked home, stopping on the way to get blueberries for my breakfast.
I've been doing some research for an article.
And I think it's bedtime soon. Turning the clock forward always wears me out. zzzzzzzzz