New York New York

I have returned to watching DVDs to stop myself wolfing data.  Breakfast at Tiffany's was one of them.  It is pleasant to watch until the final scenes when our Miss Golightly is bullied by the love of a man.  So I thought it was time to re-read my beautiful Folio edition of Truman Capote's novella.  So much fun, and so liberating.  The song Moon River really captures its essence.  Holly Golightly has her own morality and turn of phrase.  I loved this:

Look at Mag Wildwood.  Or Honey Tucker.  Or Rose Ellen Ward.  They've had the old clap-yo'-hands so many times it amounts to applause.

It makes me  laugh every time I remember it.  I seem to be on a theme here.  The medication for my bronchitis:

Never on Sunday!

And leaving sex work but returning to New York, I am now a Wordle and Connections addict.  Thank you New York Times for providing these free games daily.  Get up, make coffee, curl up on the couch and Wordle away.  I don't always agree that the answers are words - rehab?  morph? emcee? - but I usually get there regardless.  Connections I find more difficult.  It often relies on a knowledge of US foodstuffs, sporting teams and tv shows.  Beats me.