Imperial Splendour

[todayiamadaisy]

Today I went to the cinema with my mother and her friend Jan to see Song for Marion. The cinema was about half-full, maybe a bit less, and I counted exactly one man. I was the youngest person in the room by some measure. So, yes, a film with appeal to the more mature lady. Vanessa Redgrave is terminally ill and helps her choir make it to the final of a competition before dying; her husband, Terence Stamp, is a choir-hating grump who, surprise!, can sing. How does it end, do you think? It was not bad for all that. There was not a dry eye in the house. I did have to laugh at one point, though. Before she dies, Vanessa tells Terence to make an effort to get along with their son, Christopher Eccleston, after she dies; Terence promises, but straight after the funeral, he tells Christopher that it would be better if they don't see each other again. There was a murmur of disapproval through the theatre when that happened, and the woman sitting in front of me actually gasped. Don't break promises to your dead wife, Terence! Mature ladies will be upset.

The Saturday paper has a samurai sudoku in it, that being five interlocking sudoku grids. The 8 June one was marked Easy, so I thought I'd have a go. I finally finished it today, and I'm ludicrously pleased with myself. Not that I've been working on it for eight days straight. Just a number here and a number there. I'm sort of tempted to start yesterday's Medium to find out how long that will take.

Also, I did a crossword (straight, not cryptic) that featured the clue 'pitchfork wielder'. I was thinking of a farmer, or maybe someone in a mob. No. It was 'devil'. Also, 'iris's place' was 'eye'. Do those clues seem odd to you? Weirdly stilted, perhaps.