Better day. Morning with my dad, talking global warming and politics over coffee, setting the world to rights, then to the cinema, nothing on except Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, which turned out to be brilliant, an irreverent and self-knowing animation by the team behind The LEGO Movie, similar in feel, with a healthy dose of Pixar’s The Incredibles mixed in - the world building was spectacular, the set-up so much fun, rich, filled with sight-gags, and barrelling along with colour and vibrancy, although the second half was more generic, there was more joy in stating and exploring the premise than in telling the paint-by-numbers hero's journey, but still, it was really great - then after the film an evening wander around the Christmas market with the lights all shining, then I came home for a meal with the housemates, Phace had cooked the kind of food that brings you back from the dead, reinvigorates your spirit, warms you all the way to your core, and we sat around the table eating second helpings and listening to funk and soul and blues on Spotify, the two of them drinking wine and Buck’s fizz, me on the Sicilian lemonade, as the night passed languorously and the moon moved across the sky.
Tomorrow is Mad Friday and is going to be the worst. Going to get some rest now, then get up tomorrow and put my head down and deal with it. See you on the other side.
Music: I Forgot to be Your Lover, by William Bell. Smooth, soulful, sonorous, beautiful.
Sounds a good day. Hooe mad Friday wad survived.
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