After today’s sad news, this movie was my favourite Robin Williams … and I shall just say nanoo, nanoo.
I don’t mention running on this blog very often, probably because for a long time now it’s just been part of my life, like cleaning my teeth. But I do like to run. Maybe it’s a mix of like and need. Having recently moved I’ve had to find a new route in a new city.
Last night I sat in a picture theatre almost entirely full of women for a private screening of Girl Rising. It’s quite a film/documentary, and if you have an opportunity to see it, you should. In some ways I felt like it was preaching to the converted here, because the message is the value of
I’m operating at the moment on the principle that it is better to write nothing than to fill up blog feeds and the interwebs with uninspired posts. Cath has written a very eloquent and poetic post on Wintering, and I could just say touché to that. We were talking about this phenomenon and as it applied
Indulge me for a few seconds here. I do have a penchant for melancholy music, and this piece, called Of Death and Dying, written by Hans Zimmer for The Power of One soundtrack, is really rather terrible and mournful, but in it, beginning at 1:15, is about half a minute of music that I find