IT'S BOAT RACE DAY
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First random thought: It is Cambridge/Oxford Boat Race day, and both crews deserve better than a shit filled river Thames upon which to fulfil their rowing dream. As I write, the Cambridge women have thrashed the Oxford women for the seventh time, so no change there. But nobody will be ceremoniously dumped into the river today: there are doctors among them who know better than to trust colleagues to the slime of the Thames. Oh, the Cambridge men won. too.
We glance at the race every year, but have never been to Cambridge and, other than visiting our daughter who taught at an Oxford school, the City of Dreaming Spires is little more more then backdrop to the Morse, Lewis, and Endeavour TV series to us.
Second random thought: The clocks go forward an hour tonight. Well, that's April buggered up.
Third random thought: We enjoyed The Mule, a film produced, directed, and starring Clint Eastwood. Whoever he plays, old Clint is watchable. When I first saw him he was Rowdy Yates In Rawhide. He was good. Then came The Man with No Name in the spaghetti westerns and the Dirty Harry films; all good. In 1971, with Play Misty For Me, he became a film director. He has gone on to become a better and better film director. And I like him even if he is an American.
Which is about it for this month. Mo and I are watching
The box calls.
Cheerio for now
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