Not the best of days

A very, very wet cold and grey day.  We even went to the pictures at 1.00 pm.  In a cinema holding 370 there were 7 folk.  The film was turgid.  This is the interior of the dance studio before we started The Muckleburn.  The flitting is well under way and Zibby and myself are about o be caught in a sister pincer movement.