Occasional idiocy, putting down most politicians, remembering bits of music, building places, growing items and making things, mentions of lovely family, (Mrs S, Elder Daught (ED), and Younger Daught (YD), Mrs YD's Ds, and of course, small leaping dog - JRT); some fuelled by various tinctures for medicinal purposes only... Retirement target year - 2050, aged 103. Occasional mention also, of BPs (business partners), without whom I'd go mad dealing with the recession created by the last sorry lot.
Wednesday, 15 May 2013
I find this absolutely charming, with some eerie and enigmatic music by Neil Brand, which seems to bring a new dimension to the film.
Also, as mentioned elsewhere, London seems strange with no skyscrapers!