Last night

I was back on the curry last night, and it was a particularly good one. After dinner I watched the last two episodes of Bleak House (with an hour's intermission for the usual reason). There's something I really like about Dickens; the good 'uns always have a happy ending, whereas the bad 'uns always come unstuck. Two of the highlights for me are the bit where Mr Tulkinghorn gets shot, and the bit where Diana Rigg goes roaming across the snowy countryside. Bed at just before ten.