I feel like I have put in well over a week already.
Mr. Waffle and I went to see a worthy French film last night. I am not sure that this was an appropriate mid-week outing; it’s the kind of thing you need to be in the whole of your health to sit through. The hero was called Malony. This is an Irish surname which went to America and became an American first name (because Americans seem to like that) and now because of the pervasive influence of American culture, it was picked by the film as the perfect name for the juvenile delinquent character. Which is a bit weird, if you’re Irish.
That’s all I’ve got for today, I fear.