Mr Gormley has sent in his little men

Hello. It's three years since I last had my knockers squashed, and today was the day for another checkup. They hide this trailer in a quiet corner of the hospital, not easy to find, no direction signs anywhere, though everyone gets a map on the back of the invitation letter. I park in Sainsbury's car park for any hospital visits. and take a brisk ten minute walk there. Just outside one of the entrances near the bus stop is where all the smokers gather for a crafty fag. The disgusting mess that litters the pavement and hedge bottom is awful. I have to hold my breath when I walk past, the stink is vile. 

In a few minutes the job was done. It's bloomin uncomfortable when the nurse manipulates my boobs into place, lean this way, look that way, drop your shoulder. It's not my fault I have two fried eggs, it's a wonder I didn't end up with cracked ribs. Anyway, best to get it done regardless of the discomfort. They will send a letter in the next two weeks.

I decided to pop into the Baths Hall, our big entertainment venue, which is next to Sainsbury's, I've had my eye on a show I fancy going to see. I've booked a seat for 'An Evening of Burlesque'. It's not till June but the tickets are £3.50 cheaper if booked before the end of March. Something to look forward to. I noticed a poster for a Body Building Competition, hmm, I wouldn't mind seeing that, never been to a live one before. I asked which seats are available. Seems they are removing the first block of seats nearest the stage and replacing them with tables, and these will be reserved for invited guests only. The available seats for the general public are behind them, quite a distance from the stage. No good to me, I like to be close to the action, not squinting at little dots on the stage. Bit disappointing.

We've got quite an important exhibition on at the Arts Centre at the moment. Field for the British Isles features 40,000 clay figures sculpted by over 100 pupils from two schools in Merseyside.

I couldn't take any photo's, not allowed, but the whole floor area of the church is covered in them. It took 20 volunteers a week to set them out. They look just like the picture on the leaflet, right up to the edges of the walls, there isn't a bit of floor space visible. An estimated 30 tons of clay was used, and 100 people turned up in September 1993 to make the models. You can read more about it on the Tate web site. Here is an article in the Mail with pictures of it being set up in another venue. It's here in Scunthorpe until the 27th of June if anyone wants to see it. It is pretty amazing.

Couldn't be bothered to cook tonight, and these peas and beans needed eating, so a simple zap in the microwave, and dinner in a couple of minutes at a cost of 2p. Don't worry, I won't starve, I've been nibbling so not very hungry. I think the wind will be getting up tonight. 

Thank you for your comments yesterday, I read them all, they are much appreciated. Catch you tomorrow.
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