READ I really haven't read much this month. Not sure what happened. I did read a book I got from the street library and read it on the plane. It's an interesting look at Australians from a new migrant. It's interesting the things I didn't know were uniquely Australian (street give aways for one! I give so much stuff away on the fence and am amazed when people ask me what it's there, or if they can buy it - we recently gave away a double bed matress away to two German backpackers and even got them a trolley to borrow to wheel it to their place.) She also thought thanking the bus driver was an Australian quirk but I did a poll and it seems pretty universal - though the yelling it if you get off at the middle doors might be our pecurliarity). It's not a must read but I did think it was interesting to see us through others eyes.
HEARD We went and saw David Byrne's magnificent gig, so I've been hearing a lot of his music when my husband puts on the music and I finally got to see Timmy Trumpet (though I have to say Brois Brejcha was an absolute vibe. I never would have picked him for me, but live, he was excellent! And Loud Luxury. So dance bangers have been flooding my playlist. Interestingly I also haven't gone back to my podcasts but work begins so I guess I'll get into that soon.
WATCHED We just reawatched season 1 of The Night Manager, having completely forgot what happened when we watched the opening recap of Season 2, and it's still great. So we begin season 2 tonight.Loved No Other Choice. It's funny, playful (with the audience) and satisfying. A very dark comedy. Interestingly saw Marty Supreme on the Saturday of the long weekend and No other choice on the Monday - I felt the Korean film successfully did what Marty Supreme was trying to do. I have to say I agree with this article - how did F1 and Marty Supreme get Oscar nominations and this didn't?
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| The heavy coat (and my ugly theft proof travel bag) |
WORE I got this brilliant coat in Venice and wore it to the Opera in Rome. I got fab gloves to wear with it. I also got to wear my huge coat that is usually to warm for here, so it was lovely stomping about in the snow and cold in Europe, blending in with the locals, largely ignored by touts. (Though the gloves are for tourists, sold everywhere and cheaply so no doubt made in a different country, as is the furry coat).














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