As I sow, so shall I reap. Literally. Last night, after my The West Wing fix, I went out to the vege patch and planted Asian cabbage, beetroot, honey and pearl corn and round carrots. I’d never seen round carrots before, but as it now appears that you can get purple carrots, it’s not surprising that the advances in carrot breeding have escaped me. These grow into round globes of orange carrotness. I’ll let you know how they taste.
Upon awaking I had to resist the urge to dash outside and see how the garden had survived the night. It was 5.20 am and barely light. When I did make it out two hours later I found two dead snails and the new plants all standing up and looking happy.
Last night I watched a film on Soho (our new Sky channel) and found it very interesting. It was called “Into the Storm” and starred Brendon Gleeson as Winston Churchill. People I knew from my history books kept popping up, Clemmie, the King and Queen, Stalin, Roosevelt, Atlee and even Bomber Harris. Nice use of real footage too. I think it’s the same with any distinctive character, if you can get the walk and the voice right, you can create an illusion sufficient to enable viewers to forget you’re an actor. It was sad in places and quite riveting in others. If WWII interests you, seek it out. For the other side of the ‘coin’ I heartily recommend a movie called “Downfall” starring Bruno Ganz as Hitler. It stays with you years after the images have faded from the screen.
Thinking about that, when was the last time you saw a new film that you knew would stay in a special place in your mind and your heart? Do they make movies like that anymore? Or are they all big bang, crash SFX or vampire/werewolf or teen angst tales? I enjoy James Bond movies, I enjoy good crime/thrillers and I see lots of police/government agency procedurals on TV. But the movies that haunt me are “Schindler’s List”, “The English Patient”, “Defiance”, “The King’s Speech”…about real people in extraordinary situations.
Yesterday my chores included making an appointment to take Chloe to a new vet for her checkup and shots and making an appointment for Mum to go back to the doctor to have the stitches out of her head. She had a single basal cell cancer cut off her scalp last Thursday. I don’t even need to tell you how important it is to take the right one to the right appointment, so I made them on different days.
Well I must away, I am reading “In Vino Veritas” out to myself and making corrections on a paper copy. And being a devoted plum nanny on the side. At night I dream about tons of plums falling on me from a great height and my last thought is, “Gosh these need more ripening.”