Vista

A day of relative contentment. A list was made and I started working through it. This also meant spending a bit of money unfortunately as the lining of the Rab waterproof shell jacket I had, had started shredding, which I found yesterday rendered it useless when it was actually raining. I could have chosen a different brand of course, but as young H had worked at Rab and had got me the previous one I didn’t want to.  Though I didn’t buy exactly the same one. Nooo, I bought one twice as expensive.
Then I was birrled to Ocean Terminal. Jurrassic something or other. World. Rebirth. Of course we knew it was going to be pants so it was quite fun to watch, spot the obvious tropes, guess (correctly) who was going to be dinosaur treats, and just enjoy it in a mindless sort of way. I know there’s all this stuff these days about mindfulness. I think there’s more relaxation in mindlessness.