Four loads of washing up/putting away.
A spell at the ironing board (shirts and t-shirts).
A trip to Costco, following by a lovely long shopping expedition.
But today hasn’t all been one long run of fun and games.
We took a break from the hectic, hundred-miles-an-hour, white knuckle ride that is life in these parts.
We watched, once again, Pitch Perfect 2.
Along with the predecessor in the series, this is fast becoming a favourite film.
I’m not sure how I feel about the forthcoming Pitch Perfect 3.
Kind of excited that it could be as good as the previous two films, and sortov nervous that it might be a big fat turkey.
But one thing that Pitch Perfect 2 did give me, is another song to put forward for next week’s scratch band practice.
The thoroughly unlikeable character ‘Fat Amy’ (shudder) duets to a piece of early 1980s music gold:
Never seen any of the Pitch Perfects.
I quite like Rebel Wilson though. She has always given good value on the Graham Norton Show and her British accent in Grimsby was… well, pitch perfect.