Had a great day out with O yesterday.

They wouldn't let me in to Matisse-Picasso even though I'm a member. Well, not without joining the colossal queue for a ticket. So I bought the catalogue and decided to go to Paris and see it there. What are the odds that I actually do it?

We went to see Ansel Adams and William Egglestone at the Hayward instead. Two great shows and really good computer resources on Ansel Adams.

We followed that up with Lost in La Mancha, a tragic disaster and not really the thing for a producer to watch on her day off.

The highlight was that we followed this with a glass of wine and a deep conversation about scriptwriting, partly informed by William Goldman's ideas on 'Hollywood horseshit' and the difference between Hollywood films and independent films (Hollywood films reassure you, independent films challenge you).

B-)