She's got a course of antibiotics, had a jab, and now it's fingers crossed that it's just an infection. It's cost £97.00 so far... There will, of course, be further tests, etc.
This week's films and stuff: FALLING was very absorbing, very good to look at, with good performances. It's a rather haunting tale, a la PICNIC AT HANGING ROCK about an outbreak of masshysteria (?) at a dreary girls' school.
The new TV LADY CHATTERLY'S LOVER was extremely Mills & Boonified, and pretty dull. I've always felt rather sorry for the obnoxious Clifford. I mean, he had reason enough to be a shit, and this version made him more sympathetic than usual.
I checked out one of those classics I've never seen, LA GRANDE BOUFFE, which is regarded as a black comedy. To me, it was just dismal and depressing. (Four jaded, well-off friends decide to retire to a country house to eat themselves to death, and they do.) The worst of it was the sight of all the meat carcasses, calve's heads, etc. and the other nasty-looking delicacies. Barf!
Watched the first episode of FEAR THE WALKING DEAD, which was totally uninvolving, and I don't suppose I'll bother to watch more.