Six Degrees of Separation: From Fleishman Is In Trouble to I’m Not Complaining

I have had a brief break from this blog in recent weeks, but if there is one thing to get me going again, it is the monthly Six Degrees meme hosted by Kate.  These posts are always such fun to compile and I love reading everyone else’s lists too.

The starting point this month is Fleishman Is In Trouble by Taffy Brodesser-Akner.  I had not heard of this before, which is surprising given all the plaudits from a wide range of luminaries on its Amazon page.  I’ll have to give it a look sometime. Continue reading “Six Degrees of Separation: From Fleishman Is In Trouble to I’m Not Complaining”

Boxes in Bath

Mum and I went to the historic city of Bath today. I wrote about Bath and its Famous Roman Baths recently. We did not go for the healing spa properties. We did not even go for the Jane Austen links, although it is wonderful to be in a city so closely associated with this classic author.

No. We were hunting out a wonderful exhibition of Impressionist painting at the Holburne Museum.

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“A Far More Pleasing Countenance”*

My sister and I, along with the rest of the world, gave cries of dismay yesterday when we heard the sad news of the death of Alan Rickman.  That towering British actor who has moved us and excited us in so many landmark roles over the years.

Rather than trying to reprise his entire oeuvre here, I decided to highlight just one major work.  One of my favourites, if not the favourite.  It is the film which my sister and I immediately earmarked as Saturday-afternoon viewing.  Something we would have chosen to watch anyway, but particularly fitting in the circumstances.

It is the 1995 film adaptation of Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility.

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