Last night

I had a nice, peaceful time. I didn't hear a peep out of upstairs, so the tenants' association must have been in contact with them. I had a simple but enjoyable meal, which I'll finish this evening. Afterwards I watched Mildred Pierce (1945), starring Joan Crawford and Ann Marie Blyth. I don't often watch American films, but I love melodramas like this. I finished the evening with a documentary about La Crawford, and thank my lucky stars that I didn't know her. Bed at eleven.