Still scares the hell out of me now. It’s them all standing there at sunset, with that haunting two note flute sting. Reminded me of Quatermass as a kid.

Birds Eye Supermousse

Oh that’s helpful at least. I really hope I didn’t come over all mansplainy.

With my mum, musicals seemed to help. Seeing her on Christmas Day watching White Christmas, she was mesmerised. Of course, may have been a different strain of dementia that she had, but it’s maybe worth exploring.

Beautiful city. And just across the bridge from where I am.

You mean you can see it too? Oops.

Oh, and well done x

It’s okay, I’ve found it.

Same, albeit on the Wednesday

*dusts off picture of Taylor Doose*