Saw The Last Station today, about the end of Tolstoy's life. Enmity between he and his wife and his wife and his acolytes marred his last days. Tolstoy was portrayed as being an unselfish and self-effacing individual, which contradicts other accounts I have read of him, particularly Paul Johnson's in Intellectuals. Johnson describes him as a narcissist with a God complex. I liked the film, I thought the portrayal of the deteriorating marriage convincing and nuanced.
This afternoon I potted on some broccoli 'Shogun' and planted out broccoli 'Waltham', as well as potting on some silverbeet and replacing the parsley that had been devoured by beasties. Carrots have germinated and some are showing their true leaves.
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