Last night

I had a very quiet time watching two films starring John Mills: The History of Mr Polly (1949), based on a novel by HG Wells, and The October Man (1947), about a man recovering from a head injury who is framed for murder. I just love the diction, things like 'thet's ebsolyutely fentestic'. I quite enjoyed both films, although I didn't particularly take much notice of them. I turned in at ten, but didn't sleep all that well. I remember being awake a few times before getting up at five this morning.