Dreamed of people in gorilla suits; an email to gorilla suit-wearers promoting a Valentine's Day festival in Hungary; seeing a charging bear in the back yard of our Sackville house and waving something to make it charge along the other side of a hedge; seeing a version of the Rip Kirby comic strip starring Fred Flintstone; the name Joey.
Got up at 10:03.
Saw Lost in La Mancha at the Varsity VIP lounge (a pretty ordinary place). It's a documentary about Terry Gilliam's doomed Don Quixote movie, in which everything seemed to go wrong from the start. Perversely fascinating. [I've never cared for Gilliam's movies myself.]
Dinner was pork roast.
Saw the DVD of William Wyler's western The Big Country, for the second time but (importantly) for the first time in full wide-screen. It's a real classic, intelligently made and entertaining. Did Gregory Peck end up with Jean Simmons? (Moira predicted it!)
I'm now translating [into Chinese and Japanese] a passage from The Whiteoak Brothers set in a stable.
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