Stepping Out

More work up at that wendy house, prepping things before painting. We don’t want beasties crawling in through cracks, do we? Meanwhile Trump is getting ready for the inauguration, but back home differences of opinion emerge. The SK is fearful and appalled at what the man says, whereas I think that’s just Trump shooting his mouth off, don’t take it too seriously. Maybe that’s wishful thinking on my part.
Anyway, before long we were off to meet P&K to watch A Complete Unknown, the Dylan biopic. And very good it is too. Remarkably entertaining and pretty good and authentic looking and feeling for the most part. Top marks. I will never slag pretty boy Chalamet off again. 
The SK decided she’d get in the mood by getting into her glad rags . Perhaps a bit too late sixties (the era!) for this particular movie, but a good effort.
She said felt great…. like Joan Baez. Or maybe Janis Joplin. 
Pat took a look and declared that she looked like a womble. 
Haw haw haw. Great to have a best friend who’s a bitch.