Took a load of old shoes to the Mind shop. I don't know how I acquired so many pairs of shoes. There are only a few, mostly sandals, that I ever actually wear.
BIG BROTHER fornication titillation: It appears that the poisonous Grace, in a last-ditch frenzy not to get evicted, has consummated her flirtation with the handsome-but-dopey MCP Mikey, as chortling housemates studied the hump of their shared duvet going up and down.
I also caught up with Peter Jackson's KING KONG. It's very good, if way too long, and it's just not-nor could anything ever be- as good as the 'real' KONG, which, to my taste, is pretty nearly the perfect movie.
There were some magnificent moments, though ;(brontosaurus stampede; Yeeeha!) the Old Noo Yawk scenes were gorgeous, Jack Black made a very acceptable Denham, and Naomi Watts,quite a touching Ann.
I missed Charlie ('When we leave this place? Me no like') and found it quite strange to see a youngish, rather sexy 'Skipper Engelhorn'.
Biggest disappointment was the Skull Island ambiance, and rather lame creepy-diseased looking natives. No real spookiness there. They were all making 'Gollum' noises, too. Hey ho...