Raspberries to that

Chopping of vegetation on the slope, and some pruning before heading out to the Everyman. There are very few strawberries but there’s a constant supply of a small number of raspberries. Not the sweetest things really; perhaps we need more sunlight. Or a different variety. The new canes are growing well so we’ll see how they do next year.
So, to Everyman. Crispy squid please. They had none, once again. A swizz.
To the film, Friendship. Very decent I did think, though maybe it didn’t quite maintain momentum. A guy film, I do think. How many would you give it, I ask the SK when we come out. Four she says. I think seven. Seven? In that case, make it three. OK, says I, I’ll give it eight. We’re a very odd couple at times.