Friday 16 September 2011

season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, again

Somehow, it always seems to be autumn and the clocks will be going back before we know it. it is also the season for birthdays, masses of them, including mine and I have the usual dilemma, a party or not? It is such a worry. Last year it was easier as it was the big one.   We have daughter J`s this weekend and she is going to have a drumming party and we all have to bring something to bang on. Also eldest son will be here from USA and he is mad on dancing so we will have some of that too. 
We had a blowy writing session on Brighton pier. There are many notices about all the things you must NOT do, such as feed birds, jump off, fish, take dogs, drink alcohol, or go on the dodgems without a seat belt, but it still feels to me like a den of iniquity. The `amusements` and rides were very frightening, also the ``Horror Hotel`which is like a ghost train.
J and I went to see the new film, Jane Eyre.   J had never read the book so it was much more exciting for her as she did not know what was going to happen. It was very bleak on the moors and quite dark.  Judy Dench is a wonderful Mrs Fairfax, Mr Rochester sufficiently brooding and passionate, and Jane, just the right mixture of spiritedness and intelligence. I liked it.