After a morning performing a house-sitting relay for Urban-cub - awaiting the delivery of a new bed, Gorse Fox joined up with the Worthing crowd for football (the Silver Vixen having taken over the baton of house-sitting).
Football over and delivery completed both headed home for a bite to eat and an hour of down-time before heading back out. We had tickets for the cinema to see "The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel".
Surrounded by crumblies, we observed the blatant ageist targeting of the adverts, and indeed this started to irritate. Finally, the film started. Like the first, it was a gentle comedy on the reality of age and the fact that people still want to be useful and fulfilled as they get older. Shutting down and hiding away is not an acceptable option. It was an excellent and uplifting film... and, as far as the Gorse Fox could tell, all of the crumblies in the theatre survived the screening.
We stopped off for dinner before heading home.
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