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Are we sure it's really Monday?
I was watching Poirot last night.
As always, a delight. I don't remember what I started with, but I did discover that The Hollow annoys me. Or rather, Gerda annoys me. I tried to like her, but she was that sort of self-effacing stupid caricature woman. And ugh. Couldn't stand her.
This morning, I discovered, while half-asleep, that I apparently ship Katherine Grey/Derek Kettering from The Mystery of the Blue Train. At least in a sort of, she thinks he's amusing and tells him to do something with himself, he goes off and becomes a spy then recruits her just as the war is starting way. With sex and "I don't really love you." "Why ever would I think that?" conversations and Katherine traveling everywhere and learning languages (and writing Poirot in French and Belgian).
As always, a delight. I don't remember what I started with, but I did discover that The Hollow annoys me. Or rather, Gerda annoys me. I tried to like her, but she was that sort of self-effacing stupid caricature woman. And ugh. Couldn't stand her.
This morning, I discovered, while half-asleep, that I apparently ship Katherine Grey/Derek Kettering from The Mystery of the Blue Train. At least in a sort of, she thinks he's amusing and tells him to do something with himself, he goes off and becomes a spy then recruits her just as the war is starting way. With sex and "I don't really love you." "Why ever would I think that?" conversations and Katherine traveling everywhere and learning languages (and writing Poirot in French and Belgian).