Edward Scissorhands

So, another year older, and a trip to the theatre. Edward Scissorhands; I have no connection to the film - never seen it - don't know the story. A packed house at Sadler's Wells, in Angel. Dancing, lights and all that.

By interval I was ready to slit my wrists. A more boring show I havn't seen. L and I retreated to the pub while M watched the second half.

The weather in London is wet, cold and miserable. Flying to Amsterdam tomorrow with M, A and D. With a bit of luck the weather there will be better. This'll be my fourth trip to Amsterdam and I'm beginning to think I should have chosen somewhere else. I can't think of anything I want to do there other than sit in a cafe and read a book.

Then again, maybe I'm just being grumpy. Maybe all I need is a hearty meal and ... :o)