R2D2 is a bit pissed off at me lately. He knows it’s coming up to time for his regular trip out to a Star Wars film and he’s heard all the fuss about The Last Jedi so he’s keen to get out there to see it. To be honest he’s been grumpy as fuck. Unfortunately, I’ve been busy getting the car fixed and earning the money needed to keep him and C3PO in the manner to which they have become accustomed. All that WD40 doesn’t pay for itself. If he’s good I might take him out to lunch later to meet the techie guys who I’m sure will be keen to swap Star Wars stories with him and ask him why he couldn’t fly in the original movies.