I am sorry to report that the film adaptation of Love in the time of Cholera was as bad as feared.
No make that it was worse than feared. I know it is hard when a book that is special to you is turned into a film. There is always a danger of disappointment. As an optimistic person I always hope that a film like this will turn out like the film another one of my all time favourite books: The English Patient. Alas it was not to be and I could not wait for the film to end. C'est la vie and in a bizarre twist of fate I am looking forward to rereading Love in the time of Cholera as an act of claiming it anew.
The world is growing lighter and in a nod to that Saturday turned out to be a beautifully relaxed day dictated more by the enjoyment of spending time with friends and drinking a beer (or two!) than doing the jobs than needed doing. We introduced a good friend to Black Door and enjoyed a pint of real ale. Can I please go link crazy and suggest that everyone in the known universe checks out this page The boss & I ended up having a Chinese lunch/dinner at a place called Long Wall which was an OK experience. I think we ended up eating from the chinese menu and it was certainly a spicy experience. One I would think about returning to.
Today I have been at work which is boring but despite the rain this morning I decided to cycle. Now these days dressing in my cycling gear resembles the process a NASA astronaut goes through to prepare for a zero G space walk. I decided it was time to further complicate this process by adding my iPod to the mix. It was a great ride in (slightly more sedate on the way home) but made memorable by the inclusion of this gem from the Manic Street Preachers. I love the way that you can mishear lyrics, but that is another post.
Finally, the Helsinki beer festival is coming up and I'm looking for willing victims (I mean friends) to join me...you know who you are, get in touch and the Monkey House Kitchen will do the rest!