

"I'll admit I may have seen better days, but I'm still not to be had for the price of a cocktail, "(Margo Channing)


ted into the snow on the verge. The van stopped and the driver, a builder type got out briefly and without checking if the dog was ok, got back into his van and sped off. I put on my hazard lights and got out. The dog was barely conscious and shaking in shock. All I could think is to get to Caerwys ( about 3 miles away) and get the dog to the vets quickly but before I could lift it up I was joined by a woman of about 65, who had stopped behind me in a 4 by 4. Despite the snow she already had taken off her coat and in a no nonsense type of way wrapped it around the dog. I picked the animal up and she told me to put it in her car as she lived in Caerwys and would take it to the vets. As she got into her van she shouted cheerfully "Thank you for stopping!!!", and drove away, leaving me all a bit shaken by the experience.

PS
The problem with filming a novel is that there is just too much to cram into the narrative ( or more importantly too much to cut out of it) , and cutting the novel to pieces is exactly what has occurred in Hannibal Rising (2007). I am surprised as Thomas Harris ( who wrote the trilogy of Lecter books) is responsible for the movie screenplay. I enjoyed the book, and I think its strength lay in the subtle interplay between Lecter and his Japanese step mother which mirrored the electric banter between Clarice Starling and the aged Lecter in The Silence of the Lambs. The film has opted for the more familiar horror route rather than dwelling on relationship interp
lay and it is much the poorer for it. The choice of Gaspard Ulliel was also a mistake as he has no depth in his performance as the severely abused Lecter. I suspect even at twenty Anthony Hopkins would have been electric as he was in the original, but Ulliel just does not cut the mustard. Li Gong would have had something to get her teeth into if the director adhered to the novel, but as it is, she just stands around looking beautiful. Sheffield's Dominic West seems to come out best as the troubled Inspector Popil.
Have arranged to pick up the "spazmobile" on Saturday which give me tomorrow to clean out the polo (a big job and no mistake) I think the window workmen are comming then to measure up to replace the cottage bathroom and back bedroom windows. Hope the snow goes before then! mind you I love the stillness snow brings to an area, especially at night! when I was walking last night several owls flew in circles around the cottage and it was so silent because of the snow you could actually hear their wings beating! class
The "girls" look a bit excited, they have just guzzled a large plate of weetabix and hot milk! as temperatures have plummeted below zero again and tonight we are expecting several centimeters of snow! I suspect Chris will get stuck in Sheffield tomorrow as British Rail never does very well when "normal" winter weather approaches.
As Chris is away I have indulged in my pet pasion for tea FISH FINGER sandwiches! Humm, several miles away from Hillbark Hotel !
certainly less friendly!
and Ann and Tim the drinks. This "sharing" of the food makes socializing so much easier and stress free! Anyhow as she was talking to me ( I was in the car with the dogs) Finlay became hysterical, as he wanted her undivided attention and as she poked her finger in the window, desperately he grabbed on to it like a drowning man would do to a lifebelt!. Hopefully she wont need a tetanus and the scars will fade eventually! whoops!
I use this phrase a lot and when on the phone to a friend tonight I used it again to underline how things will get better in his life! He asked me to look at where the phrase actually comes from, and I came up with the following:-
walked her down the aisle! Nancy (Nu's mum) was well enough for me to hand her over to her for the last few feet, and there was many teary eyes when she gave her away! When they were making their vows ( and loving every minute of it ! no nerves on show only smiles!) Nancy and I held hands! ( it wa
s a little emotional!) Nu's friend Jen ( she of the Miss Jean Brodie accent) and Jim's affable friend Richard read out prepared poems and after signing the registers the happy
Jim seemed to love the attention and spectacle, I must admit it was rather like watching a HELLO photo shoot!
alls him that) was spot on with his comedy turn.