Kiki De Montparnasse, 1922
by Man Ray

Canberra weekend

Shaun of the dead was on TV last night, that was the last film I saw with Mr Craig, the one before that was Ai No Corrida I think many years ago. Shaun of the dead was funnier than the Oshima, but obviously it had less of the interesting boiled egg aspects.

So what else did I do this weekend? Went for a walk, did my washing and ironing for the next week, all exciting stuff, and sat down next to my bookshelf to move something, idly picked up my Nathanael West collected works, and reread Miss Lonelyhearts, hadn't meant to, and only noticed I had when I finished it.

And so another weekend in Canberra, which reminds me of the Larkin line (someone I must stop quoting, but probably won’t)
‘Nothing, like something, happens anywhere’