Nets

Feeling a little tired and hungover, I had a quiet day with Mum whilst G visited his parents in Leigh. We did a bit of gardening, I was called to cut up a pineapple for a woman up the road (?!), and generally tried to not move my head too fast! The hours slipped by and we went into Colchester for a roast before going to see the live theatre rerun of Driving Miss Daisy at the Odeon. To say it was average would be being kind; it was slow, hammy and I nearly fell asleep. We couldn't believe how bad Angela Lansbury's Southern accent was! It was followed by a live link-up to the dullest, most awkward Q&A session I've ever seen.