Sex and the City Working today, on the albatross-like report I was working with Simon on yesterday and feeling generally tetchy. Beset by excitable teenagers this evening, and for want of something to do, Lorraine and I went with Sam and Beth, and Beth's boyfriend Mark, off to see Sex and the City. I quite enjoyed this film, even though it's bad in so many ways. It was just like an extended version of the TV show. As a man, the trying on wedding dresses sequence gave me a nosebleed, and the much commented-on touting of labels and product placement was fairly shabby. But otherwise I was able to happily check my brain on entry and enjoy it. Made me miss New York though.
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A different time Okay so I lied about Hammersmith Cemetery. Ended up taking yet another picture, and going for a short walk there with the French Bloke this lunchtime. It's like stepping into a different time, and we wandered around in it talking cheerfully about mortality. The FB's opinion is that the thing that remains after we die is not our spirit but actually the chemical elements that have made up our bodies, in the reverse of the usual religious orthodoxy. Left work at 4:00pm again, and made it back to Brighton very early. It's amazing the difference actually having an evening makes. As I left work I felt a wave of optimism about the future, and about poetry of all things. Arriving home I was surprised to find a hand-delivered envelope with a note from Anil, an old school friend, in it. I have not seen him for at least 25 years, but there were no contact details. As I type I am watching a recreation of the events of 9/11 on BBC tonight, due to the upcoming five year ...