On the Tiles

Out after work (work which increasingly grieves me; or rather work which I increasingly feel I'm no longer up to; too much concentration required; too much going on; and then again, every day I feel like I need a nap mid-afternoon) to see 'From Rome with Love', the new Woody Allen movie. Actually, and I may be way too indulgent, I really quite enjoyed it. The daft sub-Fellini scenes, the usual Allen reflections on love and life, the usual type of Americans in the cast. And then there's Penelope Cruz of course.
Afterwards took in the second half of the 'tic game. I doubt that would get a mention in a letter home, mind.