An update on the new MX5 – after only 200 miles there was a crack in the windscreen which, after careful examination, the dealer informed me was caused by a stone and there was a minute chip. This was just the beginning of a silly saga. The insurance covered the windscreen replacement with a £100 excess however it seems the insurance doesn’t cover the recalibration of the camera in the screen and this may cost another ridiculous amount of money.
Today two technicians turned up to replace the screen only to tell me they couldn’t do it because, although they had the screen, they didn’t have the colour matched panels on the sides and the top. These wouldn’t arrive until next Tuesday. So why bother to arrange this appointment? It’s strange this kind of frustration doesn’t worry me anymore – nobody died so why get worked up about it? Life’s too short…
Last Sunday I went to see Blade Runner 2049 with a friend. The original Blade Runner is an iconic film and I was probably expecting too much. This version was too long, had a thin plot with some dubious science throughout. There were references to replicants having “virgin” births where the new “messiah” was valued and revered. If you make a replicant why like a production line why give it a womb?
I admit I’m being a bit harsh; I liked the special effects and overall enjoyed the film but it wasn’t groundbreaking or iconic…
On Tuesday evening I went to a U3A organised visit to Louth Riverhead Theatre to see a Shakespeare Revue performed by the local amateur group. They were good however the whole performance was spoiled by some deranged member of the audience who had the most lengthy, loud laugh. Rather than focussing on the activity on the stage I sat waiting for the next outburst of inappropriate cackling. The cast did an incredible job of staying with the script and there were times when they had to adapt to the buffoon.
