My Cake

A morning picnic - a sort of early birthday picnic as I got a cake drawn on the sand for me. Much larks. And showering off afterwards.
And then to the Film Festival - our first and only appearance - I was surprised there was no sign of the red carpet. A series of Scottish Short films which were all pretty decent, even good. Gawd, I’m generous. 
What’s with the subtitles and closed captions though? If you’re a film maker you add sounds into the mix at times to create a mood, or to add suspense. Writing what the sound is totally undermines the purpose and the art. Are deaf cinema goers an important audience - there's AD already available so why inflict CC on the rest of us? What about catering for the blind and describing every scene just to destroy the experience totally. Is that a bit hard assed to say in these sensitive times? 
Anyway home … and a present opening! Lovely lovely things. I do like lovely things. The jacket may well get an outing tomorrow.