Day Off

I had terrible aches all over last night, and a very sore throat. It was actually quite hard even to get ready for my bed.

I had a day off work today and this morning I was still feeling really sore, but I felt better and headed out. I went up to the Filmhouse cinema to book my tickets for the Edinburgh Film Festival, but the queue was very long, so I went down and met my mum for lunch at a place called Ryan's Bar about five minutes walk down the road, where I had sanwiches of slightly toasted bread, bacon and melted brie cheese, along with some french fries, and a glass of coke.

Afterwards I went back up to the Filmhouse and the queue had barely moved. I waited for a while longer, apparently the computer systems had gone down but we were told that there were more booking tills open (and a shorter queue) at the Cineworld, so I walked up there. The queue was much shorter but they were still having difficulties with the tills. However, after a couple of hours of waiting I managed to book some tickets: I got tickets to the opening night film Hallam Foe, John Waters: This Filthy World, Death Proof, Ratatouille, Paranoid Park and Weirdsville.

I went out to meet my friend Jackie and her friend Sarah, who I have never met before. They were both quite drunk by the time I arrived and were soon heading off to someone's home, who I didn't know, so I just decided to go home after one drink.

I watched a documentary called Meetings with Bergman about the legendary Swedish film-maker Ingmar Bergman. This was followed by a 1955 film called Dreams which was directed by Ingmar Bergman and tells the story of two women, one of whom is a successful fashion photographer and the other is one of her models. They travel from Stockholm to Gothenberg, ostensibly for a photoshoot, but really so the photographer can meet her married boyfriend, while in the town the model attracts the attention of a very rich old man. It wasn't a bad film and it looked quite stunning, but it really wasn't one of Bergman's better ones. The film was followed by another documentary called Bergman and Faro Island, which was an interview with Ingmar Bergman about his career and his solitary life on the remote Swedish island Faro.