Pretty Woman is on TV last night. I switch idly to a film which I seem to have seen countless times. A fairy story and I am a sucker for fairy stories. It is fairy story about about people at the bottom of society surviving in a cruel world, about bullies who are put down and the bullied who are raised up., for which I am the biggest sucker of all time. A happy ending. The hooker and the asset stripper instead of the goose girl and the prince. It is a film about kindness and romantic love winning against greed and corruption. When a the end of the film Richard Geer, terrified of heights, climbs up a fire escape, to prove his love for Julia Roberts, my current emotional state tips me over the edge and, sentimental fool that I am, I weep without shame.
Dearest is looking well and, if not bouncing, walking in the lovely grounds of Burrswood. In contrast with feeling sick a few days ago, she declares today that she is hungry.