A mixed day, in a good way.
We began with a birthday party, albeit a very strange birthday party, for my wife’s 91-year-old step father. It was strange because there were only four of us and we were physically distanced throughout. There were none of the usual trappings of a birthday party. But a party it was and also enjoyable to be in someone else’s garden, chatting. I could see that the ridge from Caerketton (interesting name for ancient language fans) to Allermuir in the Pentlands was busy with walkers too, somewhere I haven’t been for a long time; too long, maybe.
On the way back we dropped by a supermarket: 100% mask wearing.
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I watch very little TV, but a daughter suggested that I watch Warrior Nun on Netflix. I’m nothing if not game, so I’ve watched all ten episodes at odd times over the past three days. The programme has some of the production values we’ve come to expect from Netflix, as well as some of the flaws. It was beautifully shot in Spain with an international cast. It was formulaic (hello again monomyth, I haven’t seen you since the last Netflix show), but it passed the time quickly, and I did watch to the end.
The best episode was episode 6, which was, in essence, a two-hander between the two best actors in the series: Alba Baptista and Toya Turner. Intentionally or otherwise, and I haven’t made up my mind about that, Toya Turner’s character reminded me very much of Omar Little in The Wire.
The flaws? I was unhappy that the protagonist is a paraplegic who is ‘healed’, partly because it is ableist, but mostly because a paraplegic protagonist would have been a more interesting dramatic choice. It did not, as I said, stray from the monomyth, to the extent that I could tick off the stages as they clicked into place. And there was a plot ‘twist’ in the final episode that I spotted and noted at 30 minutes or so into episode 1. Yay me.
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Thirdly, I wrote another 1200 words today. They are out of sequence and will slot in towards the end of the story, but they give me something to aim for. Things may change along the way, but I was pleased to get them done.
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Music: My 50th Anniversary edition of the Grateful Dead’s Workingman’s Dead arrived today and I’m of a mind to lay some Dead on you. But to spice it up, we’ll filter it through Brum.
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