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Today's gesture towards procrastination was an expedition to Woodstock to see if the CLA [Country Land and Busness Association, formerly Country Landowners' Association] Game Fair at Blenheim Palace was worth attending. The Game Fair was based at the southern end of the park and the entrance was poorly signed. It was also extravagantly priced - £16.50 was too much for an event whch I was only going to spend a little more than an hour at. I had no intention, of course, of buying any game, but the event looked better than the tawdry Blenheim Flower Show a few weeks ago.
I was looking through a small book on one of my favourite films, Kind Hearts and Coronets, which my sister bought for me for my last birthday. The author, Michael Newton, writes on page 9:
"...for the bitter, the easy self-deprecators, the procrastinators, the snobs, the junkies of possibility, the flirts, the wits, the wastrels, the overly wordy, for all those it is perhaps the perfect movie." I think I've been a few of those in my time.
I was looking through a small book on one of my favourite films, Kind Hearts and Coronets, which my sister bought for me for my last birthday. The author, Michael Newton, writes on page 9:
"...for the bitter, the easy self-deprecators, the procrastinators, the snobs, the junkies of possibility, the flirts, the wits, the wastrels, the overly wordy, for all those it is perhaps the perfect movie." I think I've been a few of those in my time.