My mom emails:
I went to see the latest Elizabeth yesterday. I thought it good value for $7.50. It had everything in it, except what really happened in history: romance, intrigue, sex, violence (I closed my eyes for both those). Sea battle, menage a trois, a baby. And Walter Raleigh a la Errol Flynn (only he only made out with two women) won the battle against the Spanish Armada by taking a fireship in, then diving several fathoms, with a white horse swimming overhead. Then he got picked up safely in a most violent storm and was quite warm and toasty on the way back. On the shore, Queen Liz had arrived in 5 minutes from London to Dover. She had a complete hair change including complicated plaits. She was Joan of Ark a la Lady of Godiva in Armani.
But all over, I really enjoyed it except from the torture bits.
I had to move all furniture from the windows as the window cleaners came back in. I have curtains to wash, carpets to steam clean and put all back.
Nobody I have talked to to (maybe one) is happy about Labour. A number of the people going into parliament have no government experience, and it seems they are going to go gung-ho on several new fronts. May end up chaos. One lives in hope.
Love, mum
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