Last night

After an enjoyable (junk) meal I put together from things in the freezer, I met my friend for a couple of pints. There was some music going on, so we sat outside and enjoyed the mild temperature and glorious sunset. Later on Jupiter shone brilliantly, and we saw the space station fly overhead. I felt puckish when I got home at eleven and didn't fancy going to bed, so I made a Scottish breakfast roll (with lorne sausage, tottie scone and brown sauce), and watched Flame in the Streets (1961). The central family is played by John Mills (working-class accent), Sylvia Syms (educated working-class accent), Brenda de Banzie (just-out-of-finishing-school accent) and Wilfred Brambell (indeterminate Anglo-Irish accent). Notwithstanding all this, the film is very well done. I turned in around half past twelve, and don't think I woke up at all during the night, before getting up at eight this morning.