Porty Beach

The essential trip - to pick up blackcurrant and liquorice sweets and a loaf. The last one in the shop which we kindly then delivered to the daughter. And we gawped at things we’d never thought we’d see. Cruise liners just anchored up with nowhere to go. If I was an administrator I’d requisition them (for that’s the sort of thing one requisitions: to whom it may concern, on behalf of His Majesty, I hereby requisition all Cruise Ships currently in His Majesty’s inshore waters). Yes, and turn them into floating hospitals, or prisons. Which is what I think cruise ships must be rather like in any case.
Later we watched a live, free, streaming show from the Stand Comedy Club. No audience though - how was that going to work?  Well mostly it didn’t - Fred MacAulay managed as he’s just an old lag used to working on radio with no audience anyway, and another guy did a piece which was basically a television sketch -that worked. That was enough as the SK was champing at the bit (as well as those sweets) for her selected film: Zombieland (2009). And it was actually quite amusing!