Sunday, November 15, 2020
Rain and 'Sweet Charity'
A day of domesticity yesterday-- laundry, vacuuming, running errands, walking the dog. I picked up some new books I ordered from our local bookshop, David Leavitt's newest novel and an entire book about London street signs. (Anyone who knows me knows I'm into weird stuff like that.) I also bought a big bag of compost so I can lift our dahlias and store them for the winter, but I couldn't get the job done because it rained most of the day. At least now I'm prepared. Maybe I can do it today if it's drier.
Another blogger said all this rain is the remnants of Tropical Storm Eta, from the USA. I can't find an authoritative source to verify that but it seems likely.
I managed to get Olga to the cemetery for a walk, and it rained on us pretty steadily the whole time. Surprisingly Olga seemed fine with it. If it starts to rain once she's already out, she copes -- it's only when it's raining (even a little bit) as we walk out the door that she digs in and refuses to move.
We had the cemetery mostly to ourselves, and then as we were leaving, I saw why -- about 20 people were clustered under the roof of the chapel buildings, waiting out the storm. I tried to take a video showing how peaceful it was, being alone in the cemetery with the rain falling, but the minute I took out my phone Olga started barking in protest. She really does run the show.
Someone left a floral tribute on the grave of Polish poet Kazimierz Wierzynski. I have tried to find some of Wierzynski's poetry online in English, but it's not that easy, even though he's apparently a big deal in the world of Polish poets. The best I could do was a few lines included in a book review.
Anyway, apparently he's got at least one local fan.
Did you hear that Boris has sacked Dominic Cummings? Cummings is the UK's Steve Bannon -- the evil whisperer in the ear of the national leadership. An ardent Brexiteer, he's been pulling the puppet strings for years, and meanwhile violating lockdown rules and generally being an ass. We're coming down to the wire on negotiating a trade deal with the European Union, and I wonder if Cummings and Johnson were at some sort of impasse over that. At any rate, he's out now.
Last night, Dave and I watched "Sweet Charity," the 1969 film featuring Shirley MacLaine. It was one of my dad's favorite movies, but watching it here proved to be a trial. I couldn't get it on Amazon, Netflix or iTunes, but I found it streaming on something called Sky Store. I had to buy it for £7.99. Then it wouldn't stream on our television! I could see it on my computer but when I tried to show it through our TV monitor, I got something called an HDCP error.
Apparently HDCP is some kind of digital rights program that prevents piracy -- but can also prevent legitimate purchasers of digital content from watching that content on their televisions. Why?!
We wound up watching (ironically) a pirated version on YouTube. The screen size was reduced and the sound wasn't ideal, but we made it work. I hadn't seen that movie in many, many years. In fact I'd completely misremembered the ending. We enjoyed it, but some wine helped.