R's rue

  Towards the end of this movie the gentle hearted Mrs Harris ( Lesley Manville) turns to the finance director of the Dior fashion franchise ( Lucas Bravo) in the street and says “ We all need to dream , especially at this time”  Suddenly we are not in a story set in 1957 Paris.  Suddenly the titular Mrs Harris, a sixty something working class woman, is speaking for all of us in our post lockdown society of uncertainty, war and isolation.  We all need a dream. And this film celebrates dreams with gusto. For Mrs Harris , it’s the dream prospect of owning a bespoke Dior  dress, and with a plucky positivism she wins over the elite Parisian fashion house staff in a rather sweet story about how easy it is to become invisible in later years.  Lesley Manville breaks your heart as Mrs Harris and it’s nice to see her and Isabelle Huppert, as the Dior snobby manager taking the leads roles as women in the sixties.  I can’t recommend the mo...

PICTURES TO FOLLOW - HOPEFULLY. BLOGGER IMAGE LOADING PLAYING UP Late this morning I set off for the Chatsworth estate near Baslow in Derbyshire. On a normal run it takes about half an hour to get there from our house.  I had picked this destination for two reasons. Firstly, I wanted to see the grave of Frederick Cavendish who was assassinated in Dublin in 1882 - you may remember that I recently saw his marble monument in Cartmel Priory and blogged about it here . Secondly, I wanted to take a nice long walk in Chatsworth Park which boasts a thousand acres of  pretty countryside. Missions accomplished, I was back at Clint's boot by three o'clock. I took my shoes out and untied my boots then absentmindedly I shut the boot lid before tying my shoelaces. Bad move! My keys were in the boot along with my backpack and wallet and now the boot was locked along with all four doors. Oh no! What could I do? I was parked in the estate village of Edensor close to St Peter's Church wh...

 Jackson Browne And I letting loose Knowing that today Is glorious  Because  I’m freer now Because I actively Seek a smile To bring joy from R's rue https://ift.tt/mxYnN7L

 Our corner of Trelawnyd seems a bit busier than on late. Three men, including the ubiquitous Islwyn   are working of the Church Gates.  “ They’re fixing the hinges” Mrs Trellis informed me as she and Blue trotted down the lane. And by the look of the ladder, one of them is giving the Lytchgate a spruce up. Sailor John is walking around my old field photographing wild flowers. I’ve bought some cheap solar lights and have lined the back garden path with them in readiness for Saturday night. Mr Poznân thinks that they are an excellent idea for stopping accidents  He also told me my gate needed a lick of paint. The yappy dogs are still at it next door.  I’m playing radio 2 a bit louder than I should to compensate. Depeche Mode Everything Counts  from Going Gently https://ift.tt/pF5KGq3