The Indian meal was a success, although I didn't fancy it at all by the time it was cooked. I ate most of the idiappam, but just picked at the rest.
Afterwards I watched Pimpernel Smith (1941), a marvellous film based on the novel The Scarlet Pimpernel. It's about a professor of archaeology and a group of his students, who go to Nazi Germany and smuggle out eminent people who had been apprehended by the Nazis. It's such a clever and entertaining film, and not at all corny. Afterwards I watched part of a genealogy documentary, but soon got bored and went to bed around eleven.
During the documentary I got a text from my friend from uni, so I might be going there on Monday.
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