Last night

I watched three Alfred Hitchcock films: Number Seventeen (1932), The Skin Game (1931) and Murder! (1930). I enjoyed all three. They're good, honest, unpretentious films, with good film-sets and good acting, and so much better than the things he made in America. I turned in at eleven, a little bit later than usual. I woke up a couple of times during the night, but slept through to six this morning.