September 16, 2016 at 08:37AM

Getting my coffee this morning the radio was playing and Sam Cooke came on. Hands up who knows Sam Cooke these days? He was a great, great singer, seemingly rarely heard, so I was pleasantly surprised to hear it.

The song was Bring It On Home To Me, one of his best. I walked away with latte in hand feeling swell, humming the tune under my breath and carrying it into the office with me.

And it’s Friday. All good.

The mirror uncrack’d

Last night as I was sitting on the couch the large mirror I’ve had forever came crashing down. It hit the console table beneath it, cracking the wood the whole length, before sliding behind it.

It made a hell of a racket, but upon inspection I was amazed to even the most hairline of cracks in the mirror. Last thing I need is seven years of bad luck.😉

Idle viewing

Tears in my eyes earlier watching Shakespeare in Love. It’s not the movie, it’s Shakespeare. I love his stuff. That’s enough to be tearful, but really it’s the genius that moves me so. He’s wonderful, beyond genius.

Now I’m watching an old English movie, Blithe Spirit. Classic, written by Noel Coward, directed by David Lean, and starring one of my favourite actors, Rex Harrison. All star.

Delightfully witty, and featuring a cameo by one of the great English character actors, Margaret Rutherford. It’s the sort of movie that makes you feel good simply by virtue of being so well done – and pretty funny too.