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"Some birds aren't meant to be caged. And when they're free, the part of you that knew it was a sin to lock them up rejoices, but the place you're in is that more drab and dreary that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend."
All right, hands up who can guess what I've been doing tonight.
In my defence, it was all Pedar's idea. It's only... what? The twentieth time we've seen this film? But no... I got out the popcorn and a couple of bunches of grapes, and watched The Shawshank Redemption. Again. Depression, despair, breaking-point - and then the most uplifting ending of any film, ever, and it has the effect of resurrecting my faith in humanity.
Although, I can't see that film any more without thinking of Jon Hewitt, who was Pedar's best friend (and the unfortunate gynaecologist who was responsible for keeping me alive just after I was born). He died last year of cancer, and Pedar and I wrote his eulogy together. It was standard stuff, talking about the good things, but it finished with the lines quoted above, and people still come up to Pedar and ask about it, and talk about how much it affected them, and how much he would have liked it. I think we did a good thing.
So... yes. I'm in a rather dreamy, thoughtful, contemplative mood - and I haven't done any revision. I finished (most of) History paper 1 this morning, but I don't actually feel like I know any of it, and besides I have to revise Chemistry tomorrow anyway. Much joy. However... I'm uplifted. And I want to stay that way, prosaic reality aside.
All right, hands up who can guess what I've been doing tonight.
In my defence, it was all Pedar's idea. It's only... what? The twentieth time we've seen this film? But no... I got out the popcorn and a couple of bunches of grapes, and watched The Shawshank Redemption. Again. Depression, despair, breaking-point - and then the most uplifting ending of any film, ever, and it has the effect of resurrecting my faith in humanity.
Although, I can't see that film any more without thinking of Jon Hewitt, who was Pedar's best friend (and the unfortunate gynaecologist who was responsible for keeping me alive just after I was born). He died last year of cancer, and Pedar and I wrote his eulogy together. It was standard stuff, talking about the good things, but it finished with the lines quoted above, and people still come up to Pedar and ask about it, and talk about how much it affected them, and how much he would have liked it. I think we did a good thing.
So... yes. I'm in a rather dreamy, thoughtful, contemplative mood - and I haven't done any revision. I finished (most of) History paper 1 this morning, but I don't actually feel like I know any of it, and besides I have to revise Chemistry tomorrow anyway. Much joy. However... I'm uplifted. And I want to stay that way, prosaic reality aside.