Saturday shopped with P as usual, then after lunch we headed to Victoria Gardens to see Kill Bill - I am completely ambivalent about this film. Tarantino is obviously a great film-maker, but I have a huge problem with the main idea of the film (revenge) and the violence involved. Despite his sometimes beautiful distancing of us from the action, it still remains a rather nasty experience.

In the evening for cards with M, D and L - dinner first at Café India then fun around the card table. M and L won - again.

Remembered to change clocks.

Sunday evening L came for dinner (my version of the Moroccan chicken, preserved lemons and olives as a risotto) and Spirited away. This is the most wonderful and refreshingly different fantasy film around at the moment. The ideas and execution are both new and exciting ("it's nice, it's different, it's unusual").

Mum is well, except for her ankles and knees, and is planning to arrange for her fourth series of cortisone injections for the year (her maximum). I hope they provide some relief for her, I hate to see her hobbling around on her stick. Left her the new Ruth Rendell, as I have too much on the go at the moment. And there's a new Pratchett to buy...