Last night we went to a show at the Tramway called “Uncles” which has been postponed since March 2020. It featured two comedians, Iain Connell and Robert Florence, who are best known for their tv series Burnistoun. James and I both enjoyed Burnistoun very much; it was a sketch show and some sketches were better than others, but the best ones were very funny indeed. I presume that’s the reason why I bought the tickets in 2020, although it’s so long ago that I can’t even remember booking them! It was an enjoyable evening; Connell and Florence were very easy in each other’s company and they just blethered away to each other as if they were in a pub telling anecdotes, and it was very amusing. On the other hand, it wasn’t side-splittingly funny, and I felt that perhaps they could have maybe varied their performance a bit more. The place was sold out though, and the audience loved them.
This afternoon it was quite rainy, so we decided to go to the cinema to see “The Railway Children Return” a sequel to the original 1970 film which I have seen very many times over the years, often with my Mum. Jenny Agutter as Bobbie was now a grandmother welcoming child refugees during the 2nd World War, and there were themes about racism and war. It wasn’t a bad film, in fact quite pleasant, but how could it possibly live up to the original?
We then got ourselves a takeaway curry from East Kilbride and headed home with it to watch a couple of episodes of the excellent Netflix adaptation of Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman. It is absolutely stuffed with top actors, and it is so well written, we’re both loving it.
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