Monday? It can't be Monday!

Damn. It's Monday. Monday night. The weekend went away, but we got to watch the LAST Harry Potter film on Saturday night at that centre of culture, Yorketown Town Hall. The HP phenomenon is by now famous for being famous. Small audience, when I thought it would be well attended, but it was a cold night and maybe they all stayed in by cosy fires. The other surprise was that the un-numerous audience consisted mostly of family groups with young kids none of whom appeared to be scared by the scary bits. Is it a sign of the times. Real life is scarier?
Hmm.