Halloween was fun for L and the girls; they went out in the old part of town. We didn't get many tick or treaters here, just enough though for the candy to almost deplete. During the evening we watched Sunday, Bloody Sunday, as much a social and political commentary as anything else, I think. I'd forgotten how good an actress Glenda Jackson is/was (?). The movie was a snapshot of Britain when I first visited there as a teenager, and that's how I think of it still.
The unstoppable train that is Thanksgiving and Christmas has pulled away from the station . . .