Practicing Glenda

An apparently forgotten Glenda Jackson film from 1968 Negatives (found under Vintage Gothic Horror Babes channel, er wha?)

The film or the parts I’ve watched anyway has a slighty odd preoccupation with a furniture shop. (A whole new genre of film: dads and furniture shops?).

Anyway it’s all quite thundering high octave, as have the past few days been for several people I know and who impress me with their fortitude.

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I am reading Denis Donoghue’s The Practice of Reading and find it quite probing and agreeable thus far. A treat to be reading about reading. Especially after a busy year of “necessary” reading, it’s lovely to have some breathable reading space.