A wet (but not miserable) day with Cymbeline

I'm spending the revising part of the day with Shakespeare's Cymbeline today - its all very exciting. This morning I watched the BBC's rather dated version from the early 1970s. It was surprisingly good, particularly since the play can so easily turn into farce. It was still fairly laughable at points though.

I have also established today (for the nth time) that umbrellas and wind do not mix. I popped down to the Spar at exactly the same time as it chose to rain very hard and to be very windy and cold. The mixture was actually quite entertaining, (you'll be delighted to hear that much of the short walk was spent trying to reunite both halves of my umbrella) and not, as LHD, Tim and the weatherlady have suggested 'miserable'. Weather can't be miserable, and as far as I'm concerned weather shouldn't make me miserable either. There's an old icelandic saying (or it may be Swiss, OR I may have made it up) that the weather is only bad if you aren't dressed right. That is the theory anyway...

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