Brief Encounter…
16th September 2025
Hello my most beautiful and precious starshine,
It’s 21.21. I really do hope you’re okay my lovely, and you’re enjoying the most beautiful evening with lots of chilling and resting {} xxx
I can’t write properly, but I wanted to send you a quick note. I am thinking of you {} xx
I needed to have a film ready so that my reaction to it could be tested, during my appointment with the lady from the chronic fatigue clinic. Brief Encounter came to mind.
I searched iPlayer for a film about half an hour later, and it was there waiting for me. I didn’t know it was aired on Sunday. These magic moments do give me comfort. I can’t help but think of you when they happen {} xxx
Brief Encounter wasn’t needed for my appointment, but I’ve started watching it. As you know, I’ve seen it so many times. It is comfort food for the soul. I can’t help but think of All by Myself by Eric Carmen whenever Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto No. 2 in C Minor Op.18: II. plays. Both beautiful.
I just found out that Eric Carmen got taken to court for copyright infringement, by Rachmaninoff’s estate. Eric has to pay royalties and list Rachmaninoff as the co-author of the song, which was written 32 years after his death.
I remember watching it when I was young, thinking that they used Eric’s song. It didn’t even occur to me that the song was written 39 years after the film. I blame my age.
It’s 22.11. Again, I always think of you when I see double digits. It’s automatic. Whether I see it on my phone or my watch, I always give them a kiss. It reminds me of my mum telling me to kiss the back of the envelope, as I put it in the post box with the words, “get there safely”. I hope these letters and kisses reach you safely {} xx
It’s time to sleep now. Get as snug as a bug in a rug, and sleep well and restfully my lovely. Dream sweet dreams for me {} xxx
I love you and I’m hugging you through my phone. Hug, hug. Kiss, Kiss. It’s 22.22 {} xxxx