Vintage Night and Marking Day

Went down to the Little Theatre last night to see "Martha Marcy May Marlene" - a dark and quite disturbing film about a young woman trying to cope with the aftermath of being involved in a sexually exploitative cult. Not a straightforward narrative and no obvious resolution at the end, which was maybe the point. It was the start of the Little Theatre's Vintage Nights, where there were prizes for the best vintagely dressed male and female. There was only one chap in a suit so he won the male prize by default. The winner by audience acclaim of the female prize was the young woman in the polka dot tights.

As part of the Vintage Night, there was an Intermission and usherettes selling ice creams - a real trip down Memory Lane. At least they didn't play the National Anthem!

This morning's sunrise fighting its way through clouds.

Dogwood starting to show this year's leaves.

Would you take a tour of Stonehenge, the Cotswolds or Avebury with Mad Max?

The first leaf coming on our grapevine.

Spent half the day working on Hong Kong related stuff - marking of assignments and preparation for my return visit  next week. After a late lunch took Bella out for a walk before the threatening rain arrived.Forget-me-nots are in flower.

Sprouting lichen on top of a wall.

Apple trees coming into blossom.

Big skies are much more dramatic with clouds in them.

Some whitebells.

The sun tried to break through without success.

 

Another petrolhead car parked on our street.

After her tea, we took Bella down to the vets for one of her yearly jabs. The rain started while I waited in the car and played with unusual camera shots.

To complete the outing, it was off to Sainsburys.

The entrance to Green Park station in all its splendour.

Not forget-me-nots, but the similar-looking Brunnera.

This day a year ago, I tried out the zoom attachment for my iPhone to catch the rays of the setting sun on the hill behind the house.