Went to Tempo’s first “Move and Mix” session of the year in the morning. Little 3k run up to the Rye, warm up and warm down, then a DJ and cotch for a couple hours. Was wicked to catch up with people and listen to some tunes in the Carpet Shop. Fit in a little b2b2b at the end, played an old Boofy tune called More or Less that warranted a run out on a good system. Had a couple of DMCs about siblings and social development, and the lost art of Playing Out. Also shared my first ever car, the legendary ‘01 1.0l electric blue Corsa, via Google streetview from 2008.
Was back in Peckham in the evening to catch the early-ish showing of Hamnet with Nadine. Arms full with the usual combo of a medium sweet popcorn and barely smuggled beer (plus a couple of unnecessary emergency bananas). She got a peppermint tea and pick n mix. I have a hard time deciding if I liked the film. On one hand, the acting is consistently great and it looks lovely. On the other hand, the invisible hand of Big Hollywood has it’s mitts all over the (rightly) emotional centrepiece scenes. Noticed Spielberg and Sam Mendes were producers and it shows. Knew I recognised that emotional banger. In spite of that, you don’t need to throw the baby out with the bathwater innit. It’s nice to have a good cry, even if you can feel the emotional manipulation operating on you.