Out of sorts

I have been in bed nearly all day feeling very much under the weather. I got my booster Covid vaccination yesterday (in my left arm) and my flu vaccination (in my right arm.) My flu vaccine is completely unnoticeable. However my upper left arm is sore where my jag went in, and the pain has spread right round under my armpit. I have had a headache all day and felt so sleepy that I couldn’t keep my eyes open, so I sensibly took to my bed. I woke at 9 p.m. feeling much better so I got up, had a snack, and I’m now back in bed. 

Unfortunately this meant that I couldn’t go to Australian Pink Floyd this evening and James had to go without me. I was glad that he went because I knew that he would really enjoy it. 

On Thursday I went to the film Spencer at the Showcase Cinema, accompanied by Heather. I had been intrigued by it and Heather kindly agreed to come with me. Oh dear oh dear oh dear. Despite being full of well known luvvies like Kirsten Stewart and Sally Hawkins and Timothy Spall, it was a rotten film. It was factually inaccurate, from big things (like portraying Diana’s former home as derelict when in fact it was converted to a care home for the elderly) to small things like Diana sitting outdoors in broad daylight at 5.30 p.m. on Christmas Day, when it would of course have been dark. The Royal family were portrayed as sinister to the point of absolute silence, including the children; the servants were also gloomy, sinister figures; someone put a book about Anne Boleyn on Diana’s bedside as a sort of threat; and then the ghost of Anne Boleyn appeared and saved Diana’s life by persuading her not to throw herself downstairs. I don’t know if Diana was supposed to be a sympathetic figure compared to the ghoul-like royals, but the film made her out to be as mad as a hatter. It was all quite ghastly, and made worse by dreadful discordant music that made me feel quite ill. To make matters worse, I took a wrong turning on the way there (the route has changed since the motorway changed route but stupidly I thought that I could wing it without using Google maps) and ended up nearly ten minutes late, which made me feel very flustered. Luckily the film hadn’t yet started. And believe it or not I also took a wrong turning on the way home, adding another ten minutes into my journey. Heather was very pleasant about the film, but I felt bad for suggesting it!