Sadness

There is one reason that there is not a long blog today. me and Claire watched Jacqueline Hill's mythmaker's tribute last night and I am still emotionally unstable. I don't mind admitting that we both cried at seeing her husband Alvin Rakoff, William Russell, Carole Ann Ford, Maureen O'Brien and others saying how much they loved and miss her. it was a beautiful tribute and the archive footage of Jacqueline at a convention was a lovely sight for us, these days actors are everywhere on TV, the opportunites for Matt Smith interviews are endless (great obviously but endless) and so it was nice to see what she was actually like.
A great watch.

The William Russell Mythmaker's interview was inspiring hearing about his career, his co-stars, his enthusiasm and his anecdotes about Hollywood actors and his general presence.  he was so youthful and loved his life lesson of not wanting to be doing what everyone else was doing, the 9-5 thing, the routine. he lives by change. I so agree with him, I get bored after five minutes. Anyway he did not seem like a seventy year old which he must have been at the making of this, in fact he was still so so handsome (not that as you get older you're not handsome anymore) and ok, am a bit in love with him, honestly don't care how old he is, he's the same guy.

Great purchases.