Another cold, but not freezing, grey, and rainy day out there today. March was a cloudy wet month, and April has begun in the same way.
My pap smear yesterday was easier than the time I spent dreading it, thank goodness. It is behind me now.
Attila and I do not feel inspired to outdoor activity today, the weather just isn’t nice enough. Soon that will change, very soon, as April warms towards May’s blooms.
I am about to begin making a series of colour matched washcloths. I have completed three using the single crochet stitch, and now I will create one each with the half double crochet, the double crochet, and the triple crochet stitch. While I am doing this I am going to be learning to assess with more accuracy, the end of one row and the beginning of the next, and the front and back of a stitch so that I can insert the hood under the correct part of the stitch as I go along.
One of the things already learned concerns closing a crochet circle, and preventing the chain from twisting. I discovered that I cannot prevent twisting of the chain visually, the correct edge of the last stitch before moving to the next row is indiscernible. Inexpensive yarn markers, purchased for $1, bobby pins, were used to mark the bottom of the foundation chain, and in particular the last chain was carefully marked. This worked well, except that the bobby pins were long and cumbersome, making them difficult to work around. I am looking forward to using my new yarn markers!
We decided that now that is April, and it is cold and raining out here, that we would celebrate our Saturday off with another great homemade pizza with a movie. I found some pizza sauce with half the amount of sodium found in the regular sauce at the store, which means twice as much for me! Flavour, that is what one craves a low sodium, low sugar, low cholesterol diet.
Last night we watched a most depressing film, Tom and Viv. Not knowing anything about the film, we were a good way into it before it was revealed that Tom was T. S. Eliot the poet. Quite frankly I could not get a feel for him, or his wife Viv from the film, the characters, as written in script, were flat. The acting was good, the writing left a lot to be desired. Regardless of that, Viv Eliot’s story is disturbing, and not a happy one. I entertain doubts about the integrity and human decency of T. S. Eliot.
“When Vivienne’s brother Maurice Haigh-Wood, who had colluded in her committal, visited her, he burst into tears. “It was only when I saw Vivie in the asylum for the last time I realised I had done something very wrong,” he told Michael Hastings, author of Tom and Viv, in 1980. “She was as sane as I was. What Tom and I did was wrong. I did everything Tom told me to.”
Source: Not crazy after all these years
October 26, 2001
This was a film we will not watch again. Someday I will read Painted Shadow.
“Carole Seymour-Jones was awarded the Paul Mellon visiting fellowship by the University of Texas at Austin in 1999-2000 to research Vivienne Eliot’s life at the Harry Ransom Humanities Research Center. She is author of Painted Shadow, published this week [October 16, 2001] by Constable & Robinson, £20.00.”
It strikes me, in watching films meant to depict the lives of people who are no longer alive to provide input, that the best that can be hoped for is a skeleton of factual information, dressed in grand style for the theatre, and not necessarily representing the reality lived.
Date: 8:00 AM EDT Saturday 1 April 2017
Condition: Mostly Cloudy
Pressure: 101.4 kPa
Dew point: 0.1°C
Wind: N 16 km/h
Visibility: 19 km
“If grass can grow through cement, love can find you at every time in your life.”