I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth...

...I told her I was a flop with chicks.
I said I'd been this way since 1956
She looked at my palm and made me
a magic sign
She said "What you need is...love potion
No.9"

Ah, I loved the Searchers for a while...not sure why, maybe because they weren't Freddie and the Dreamers.
Anyway, only two things dragged me out of between-festivities-blackish-torpor today...firstly fiddling for hours with sunlight and shadows courtesy of WonderA's palace of light and then being dragged out by same WA to see the splendid film 'The Old Man and the Gun'... I loved Sissy Spacek's nose then and I love it now, almost 50 years later.