Here Again

Despite harbouring the world’s worst ever cold, I ventured out up town. To the Filmhouse to see The Velvet Underground, Todd Haynes’s documentary. Which was rather spiffing. I spoke to the SK on the way in: did you ever see the Velvets, y’know the original line up? She looked surprised, Huh, I shrugged. I’ve seen things, you people wouldn't believe (OK, Nico wasn’t there) .... attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. All those moments, will be lost in time like tears in rain.
And I didn’t cough at all during the film - they sell this bottled drink which seems to soothe and settle an ailing respiratory system. Tomintoul, apparently.