We went to see The Last Station on Friday evening. Fine performances from Helen Mirren and Christopher Plummer, though the screenplay was a bit pedestrian, I felt. Shot largely in Thuringia and the Saxonies, evidently, with studio stuff in Potsdam. Hadn't realised that Germany was being used as a location: wonder if it has to do with Brussels money being thrown at structures in the new Länder.
And a first here this morning. As I glanced out the window, a treecreeper was spiralling its way up next door's oak tree. Unmistakable - brown back and a pure white throat and belly. It didn't hang around long enough for me to get the glasses and confirm the downturned bill, though.
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