Shorter Distances Are Available

L is in work briefly on Monday but as her boss again doesn’t turn up for duty she soon comes home. 

I’m at cycling and on Tuesday L is at PT where her trainer is considering, but only considering, taking up running. However when he asked L how long a half marathon was and she told him, he was a bit shocked. Of course shorter distances are available and we look forward to seeing him at Parkrun.

In the evening L is dining out posh with friends at Le Bistrot Pierre in Derby while the Lad and I are slumming it at dog training where he does ok for the second week in a row.

On Thursday we do another early morning run, doing the legendary ‘Rodney’ route covering 6k in total.

On Friday we’re in Burton for a curry at Balti Tower with friends before which we grab a pint in the Devonshire Arms.

I wake up with a bit of a temperature which L thinks is curry induced but I beg to differ. I do decide that it would be prudent to skip Parkrun even though it is Forest Rec’s 500^th event. The Lad is frustrated to not get to run as we go to support L.

Later Derby beat QPR 2-0 and then we’re in the Plough where the advertised Porters are not on but at least Supreme is.

To my surprise the Supreme doesn’t seem to have cured whatever illness I seem to have picked up and I’m still ill on Sunday morning as L runs off to outdoor yoga at Wollaton Hall. We meet for coffee and a bacon roll afterwards.

Then we’re at Broadway later for a meal and to see the film 'Lee' about former model and photographer Lee Miller played by Kate Winslet. 

The film focuses on Miller’s time as a war correspondent during WWII after she refused to be pigeonholed as a has-been model. She travels to the frontline in Europe and then later becomes one of the first to discover the Nazi concentration camps. This tale of the chain-smoking and hard-drinking Miller features gratuitous topless scenes and the most dubious attempt ever to get sex by use of camouflage paint, that oddly seemed to work.

The story is built from the significant collection of photographs and manuscripts that were discovered in Miller's attic following her death in 1977, a collection that became the Lee Miller Archives. Most of which seemed to be unknown to her family.

The story is told in retrospect in what initially appears to be an interview with her late in her life by a man who later turns out to be her son Antony Penrose and the interview is in fact a memory from his perspective. 

(Sunday 6^th October)