Our love is all the fuck we need.

Just made a pinhole projector out of a shoebox for the eclipse tomorrow. Feeling very Blue Peter.

(Very much in the voice of Rosa saying "I can't believe I'm gonna sleep with him") I can't believe I'm gonna start reading The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes immediately after re-reading the first three Hunger Games books.

Just got the scans from my latest roll of film and most of the landscapes are.... terrible. BUT! I got two really good photos of Friends With Baby so it's all worth it!!!

Finished watching The Producers. The whole time I kept thinking about that post on here ages ago where someone said Jeremy Allen White looks like Gene Wilder who fucks and someone else said Gene Wilder is Gene Wilder who fucks. And they were so right.

After yesterday’s disaster with The Producers, this evening I put on An American in Paris, thinking, ‘SURELY my mother will enjoy this!’ And she LEFT while Gene Kelly was TAP DANCING.

We were sitting on a bench earlier and Mum got talking to a lady behind us about her adorable little dachshund who was running around our feet and then she turned around to face us properly and BAM! An even smaller dachshund in a sling bag!!!!

I have banned myself from crocheting for the rest of August in the hopes that, with exercises, that will be enough time for my hands to recover and I already feel like I’m going insane, which I’m sure is absolutely normal and not at all something I should probe further.

First major flop of Classic Film Club. I put on The Producers and after 20 minutes, Mum said it was shit and Dad said he wasn’t in the mood for it so I’ll be watching the rest of that on my own in the week.