Dead of Winter

Up early and off to Friston Forest for a walk with Brian and Marley the dog. A lovely day for it, and I always enjoy chatting to Brian, he is a great listener as well as talker, and that is a rare thing. I really like getting to the bit towards the top of the hill where he prays and meditates. I just love the fact there is someone doing that there, and more that I know him. 

Brian drove me home, and then I did a bit of writing, but also spoke to Ben and Mum. Ben was looking at the fireplace and says we might not need the fire I ordered, and his mate was a gas engineer. He is going to investigate. Ben has returned from a week away, and Mum is pleased he's back. We'll see what he suggests.

In the afternoon, Lorraine and I off to Lewes to meet Dawn and Paul at the Depot. We had a quick drink with them, then went to see a film called Dead of Winter, starring Emma Thompson. Set on and around an icy lake, with lots of shooting. Emma saving the day. Most of the main protagonists, including the gun happy baddie, were women. The plot a bit preposterous, and there was a lot of blood dripping on white snow, and the frozen lake looked fabulous. It was actually filmed in Finland, although it the story was set in the US. We had a bite to eat in the Depot too.  They were in good spirits, and it was nice to see them. I kept being distracted by the interior flint wall they were sat in front of. Paul still working, but is facing a big adjustment with a change of main client. Fond farewells. 

Our train was cancelled, so we repaired for a quick drink in the Lansdowne Arms before catching the next one. A cosy little place, and full and cheery for a Tuesday night. 

Below the movie poster, and a glance along a path in the predominantly beech forest of Friston. It is a new forest, planting began in the 1930s.