Substack diary no.130: Tuesday, 21st. April 2026
I feel strangely ill at ease after my pub visit yesterday. Good conversation, including on the films of Krzysztof Kielslowski – a name I could never type correctly without referring to a blu-ray cover – and continental film and television in general. Throw in a bit of local celtic history, consideration of radically different childhood experiences and memories of living in London and the end result was a warm feeling of an evening well spent. That and a mixture of London Pride and Jail Ale.
Quite why I am ill at ease I am not entirely sure. Perhaps it is in part the fact that the evening is now a memory that may not be repeated. I think also it may have something to do with what could be regarded as a shortcoming in my character.
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Colin Anderson 