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Mät of the Cathartic

Mät  of the Cathartic

Went out to the London Museum yesterday and made half an attempt to walk the galleries with my new footwear encouraged by my previous evening’s viewing of John Mills in Scott of the Antarctic. I’d watched In Which We Serve earlier in the week, and had left the DVD with a couple of Mill’s films on it in the machine so watched it rather than chose it. So as I hobbled along I wasn’t sure of which Arctic explorer I resembled with my crutches and boot. I was still struck at seeing James Robertson Justice not playing a snobby doctor but a Petty Officer without a beard or a posh accent. He ended up keeling over with a severe touch of gangrene without a joke in sight. In the end, and what with my toe, I decided to be Captain Oates of the frostbitten toe, as I’m not sure I could carry off the Scott shuffle. Just off to lunch now.
And yes I may be some time…

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