After my dinner I went to see war horse with Oliver’s family. It was interesting. A love story about a horse. Not since Black Beauty have a horse been portrayed so unsettling. (Dad – it was like Pearl Harbor. All sighs, long looks and I love you’s. But with a horse. A horse getting caught in barb wire and all of a sudden there is a slapstick scene. A horse that makes men paint endless drawings. A horse that understands what you say. A miraculous horse.)
The cinema is cool though. And I had salty candy and a gorgeous man at my side.