pimlico's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- don't look back into the sun I've just had a very pleasant weekend: comedy on Friday night (Robin Ince's Book Club), Hyde Park on Saturday (lovely for many reasons, ate strawberries) and a trip to the cinema to see the beautfully shot and slightly daft Sunshine on Sunday. All this and summer-y weather too. And for some reason I feel a little gloomy today. There's an invisible cloud of sulk floating around. I loathe feeling low when the weather is good, as this makes me feel cheated... On the way to the tube station this morning, I saw a pigeon having a fight with some chips. Someone had disgarded a whole bag of skinny chips (or fries, if you prefer) on the pavement and ol' pidge was having them for his breakfast. His method of chip eating involved taking one in his beak and shaking it vigorously, his little head flicking from side-to-side. He couldn't manage a whole chip, so after the shaking business each one was dropped on the floor and he'd go for another. I'm assuming the pidgeon's table manners are something to do with birds being unable to swallow. Actually, I have no idea if that's true. I just remember reading a library book when I was about 7 which explained that chickens have to tilt their heads back when drinking water as they cannot swallow in the same way as humans. I was an odd child. Anyway, the pigeon/chips scenario would have been a cute bit of whimsy. Except in my current state of mind it reminded me of the dog savaging the rabbits in the film of Watership Down. I suspect I will have pigeon based nightmares tonight. Saturday's Doctor Who got me whiping away a tear. This was partly due to the the scenes where the Doctor talked about his home planet and mostly due to a scene where all the passengers in an enormous traffic jam sang The Old Rugged Cross. A moving song at the best of times, even for an agnostic like me. It deals with the triumph of the human spirit. Plus, the last time I heard it was at a funeral. I think it's fair to say that I could do with some happy happy. 1:11 p.m. - 2007-04-16 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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