Rosie and Charlie......Sigh.............
Having long ago disparaged of television, Eeyore and I get news from the Internet and entertainment via Netflix, and the occasional local movie rental.
Now that summer is upon us, we work outside in the morning and meet over lunch to spend the hot part of the day in the cool house watching whatever has appeared in the mailbox from Netflix. We watch quite a few British movies and TV shows, like Judi Dench's As Time Goes By. Lately we've become hooked on The Inspector Lindley Mysteries and John Thaw's Kavanah QC.
Sometimes nothing arrives in the mail, usually due to our forgetting to mail watched materials back in a timely fashion, and we are forced to turn to whatever we're reading at the moment or watch some old favorite.
Yesterday afternoon we watched The African Queen for the umteenth time. Although we know this movie by heart, we held hands, exchanged, "oh here it comes" glances, and laughed out loud. To our minds, the performances of Katherine Hepburn and Humphrey Bogart are perfect. (As for the Academy, he got Best Actor).
I feel lucky to have such a like-minded (well most of the time anyway) mate to share in such simple pleasures as enjoying a classic movie.
Yesterday, it dawned on us that we had never read C. S. Forester's book, The African Queen so it went on hold at the library.
I'll leave you with one of E's butterfly pictures. Can anyone identify this little brown guy with all the big fake-you-out eyes on his wings? Maybe one of the Lady butterflies? Well, I don't think it really is a Lady....
