Grr.

Well isn't this week just great? Yesterday morning I come into work to find my spare bike has been nicked. Great. But it's ok, it's insured....oh, unless you leave you're bike outside (even locked up in a private alley, behind and 8 foot gate), then it's not so that's that! I'm extremely cross, ok so it was an old bike, but I've cycled over 10,000 miles on that bike!!! I hadn't realised my insurance was quite so bad....oh well, so shopping around will be had to try and find some better cover. Meanwhile I only have my nice bike, which means I will be thinking twice about cycling to clubs and such as it's not insured if left out after 11pm. Bastards.

Went to see a film yesterday evening though...
The Truth
I have no idea what to say about this film. I can't decide whether I liked it or not. It's a story of a group therapy retreat, miles from civilisation that ends in murder. The idea was obviously to give the filmgoer a chance to make up their own mind about what happens, but actually I think all it achieved was a very confused narrative. I don't really know what happened, but someone died, there was some confusion and they all went home. There was some wonderfully satrical moments, and at times the script was brilliant, but more generally it was just confusing!! Not one I would see again...