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RIP Helen McCrory (1968-2021)

I don’t think I’ve ever been interested in any play about the happy, successful, lighter moments of life. I think that’s a very modern, pervasive idea in our entertainment, whether it’s on Instagram or in fiction, to show only the good and the perfect side of yourself. It’s just a lie and it’s very dull, and it’s nothing that anyone should even strive for.

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The pain of your absence is sharp and haunting, and I would give anything not to know it; anything but never knowing you at all (which would be worse).

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This game ❤️

#outer wilds

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Couldn’t find a less flammable time of day to take a stroll?

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My favourite thing from watching Buffy was every single time Spike went wandering around in the daytime.

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Ulla Thynell - just love ‘m

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Poets Walk - Richard Cartwright

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Michael Caine in Joseph L. Mankiewicz’s “Sleuth”

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TERESA BOND 1943 - 1969 Beloved Wife of JAMES BOND We have all the time in the World

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#diana rigg

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Oxford Street, London, Christmas Eve, 1965.

“... he had a share in a common cellar... a cellar of old, mellow jokes that, unlike bottles of wine, never ran dry. Whatever there was of ridiculous or lovable in each member of the group was distilled into one of these jokes, so that at will one could intoxicate oneself with one’s friends’ personalities - swallow, as it were, the whole comic draught of them. And, seeing that in these old jokes the accumulated irritation that inevitably results from intimacy evaporated and turned to sweetness, like the juice of the grape they promoted friendship and cordiality - between the members of the group, that is to say. For each variety of humour is a sort of totem, making at once for unity and separation. Its votaries it unites into a closely-knit brotherhood, but it separates them sharply off from all the rest of the world.” - Hope Mirrlees, Lud-In-The-Mist

A favourite passage from my favourite book I read this year. I read books very slowly and infrequently, but this one made an impression.