This week's other films were BEFORE STONEWALL, an interesting potted history of LGBT activism, and THE CREMATOR, which. spooked me. It's a 60's Czech horror comedy, which is considered a cult classic. It's in grim B&W, and the purring, Peter Lorre-like voiceover of the maniac really got to me, after a while. Hauntingly creepy.
Had the usual tortuous trek to Essex, for my last appointment with the surgeon. She seemed very pleased with the results. given what a state I was in to start with. She also offered to tidy up a bit if/when I go back for the 'apron' op.
Getting home was even worse than usual; three and a half hours... The busses were all up the creek due to demos, and I had to go all around the houses, to finally pick up a 452 in Fulham, which, of course, crawled back inch by inch.
I was ravenous by then, as I hadn't eaten since breakfast. I really fancied some curry, but as soon as I'd eaten a bit, I barfed. There are some things I still can't tolerate. Hey ho...