"But she's done nothing."
"Nothing is enough for filthy minds."
--How Green Was My Valley
"But if manners prevent us from speaking the truth, we'll do without manners"--ibid.
Dreamed of my hometown Sackville, N.B.; the point King Street where you get a view of the whole town; the actual meeting the short-lived 1978 pope John Paul I had with a Grade 5 schoolboy, where he said that when he was in Grade 5 he was worried about whether he'd get into Grade 6.
Under the weather. I should have cut today's singing lesson short, but I didn't. Dinner was salmon.
Headache!
Saw the DVD of John Ford's How Green Was My Valley (for the second time). A compelling masterpiece.
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