Cineworld, in the morning

I reckon the last time I was at in cinema in the morning was around 1980 when as students we had gone to see a 7 hour version of War and Peace which started at midnight.

The 10.30 viewing of Oppenheimer worked well, almost empty and no one rustling or chewing. The film itself lived up to the mainly 4 and 5 reviews, yet it left me largely unchurned, provoking yes but I am no more terrified of the end days than I was yesterday.

An afternoon visiting R and irritating admin for Ramblers felt like light relief.
And Granny Peebles sent me a sweet video of Liv counting cows, in English.