Gno Doubt About It!

KHT in cinema during the adverts...

I had decided to take the KHT to the cinema.
She was a bit put out when I put the suggestion to her yesterday,
as she quite likes it when we are already in town
and I suddenly announce that we are going.
"Wasn't that supposed to be a surprise?" she protested.

Overnight, she had obviously done some online research,
as she began the day by announcing the number of hours until the film started.
I then pointed out that we were going to the 2:15 viewing, rather than the one at midday - as that would have been too early to have lunch beforehand,
and it finished too late for us to leave it until afterwards.

But first, I needed to plant the spare strawberry plants which DH had brought back from the allotment,
to go in the 'new' strawberry planter,
to replace last years improvised model I made from 3 orange B & Q buckets with holes cut in them,
vaguely based on an online tutorial I discovered.

And I needed to hang the washing outside,
taking advantage of the glorious weather.

Also, I needed to hoover the stairs,
as they were looking unloved.

Finally, we were ready to depart.
DH dropped us in town and we made our way to Debenhams,
so the KHT could have one of their lasagnas.
Unfortunately, lasagne was not on the menu for today (oops),
so she opted for a panini (phew!).

After lunch we had time to wander around some of her favourite shops,
before heading off to the cinema to see Sherlock Gnomes.
The KHT thoroughly enjoyed the film.
To record the event for posterity I took a photo of her during the adverts (see top right).
An action she did NOT approve of...
"MUM! TURN YOUR PHONE OFF!!!" she whispered.
I also had a double baptism,
first by opening my own bottle of water,
and then by opening hers...
I don't think I quite mastered the art of opening bottles of water in the dark,
but as it was so warm it was not a problem.

Afterwards, we took the shorter bus route home, another treat for the KHT.
I tried to get her to buy her ticket.
The bus driver was rather bemused to have the money thrust at her,
rather than plonked in the tray, with an accompanying grunt.
The KHT also isn't used to keeping her balance whilst standing on a moving bus.
Her soundtrack would be more what you would expect from someone on a roller coaster,
rather than the 57.

The nearest thing to a rainbow I noticed all day, was a strange unicorn in Poundland.
Does that count?

I was planning on including lots of 'gnome' puns in this blog,
but gnone materialised, that I noticed...

Inevitable selfie in the Powder Room...