Presents keep coming these days and I am overly excited because I received Parade’s end – the book.
I keep it on my table, and stare at it lovingly the whole day, because I just can’t wait to read it.
I’ve seen the BBC miniseries, so that’s where the obsession comes from. Initially, I was only interested in it because Benedict Cumberbatch plays the lead role( good reason enough to watch any movie ). Of course, I remained stunned at the beauty of the episodes and realized how ignorant I had been, not to have heard of this amazing book before. If you’re a fan of BBC miniseries, you’ll definitely enjoy this one. It has 5 episodes in total, and though it doesn’t always keep you on the edge of your sit , I enjoyed every single moment of it. The places are stunning and the adaptation has a great quality that makes it special, warm, enjoyable.
Of course, Cumberbatch doesn’t dissapoint, but only makes you love him, if possible, even more. To me, though, he wasn’t the surprise of this movie, because I was already very fond of him.
No, this time, I fell in love with Sylvia, portreyed with grace and elegance by the lovely Rebecca Hall, who did a superb job, playing a complex, interesting woman.
I cannot wait now to rediscover the love for this story in the pages of its book, that I hope, brings the same pleasure as watching the series did.
Today I received my first ‘before birthday’ present from my grandmother, a wonderful person I would like to introduce you to.
She is very kind, very patient and the person I probably spent most time with. She is strong and ambitious, although she doesn’t always show it. She raised my mother alone, so I know how tough she can be, but also that she can spread more love than any other person I’ve ever met.
She is stubborn and sometimes naive, but would never admit it. She is pessimistic, but somehow, always right at the same time.
I couldn’t imagine any day without her. She knows when it’s going to rain and puts an umbrella in my bag, she constantly reminds me to eat fruits and vegetables ( even if I am 17 years old now), she recommends me books and watches Sherlock with me. She cooks every day, and I know she wants everything to be perfect when I come home from school. She puts little flowers on my desk ocasionally, just so, most of the time white roses, because they are my favourites. She buys me sweets, even if I always tell her that I already eat to much and she can recognize Mika whenever Rain plays on the radio.
And in every little thing she does for me, I know she puts so much love into it and I am so grateful that I was named after this magnificent human being.
Santa Claus passed by yesterday evening and dropped some presents for me a little earlier than expected. I can’t complain though, I am happier than I’ve been in a while. And I can feel the fangirl inside me squeezing with joy. My happiness was wrapped up in a box on which all I could read was amazon.co.uk. Which was enough to know, this is would be Sherlock stuff. So that’s what I got:
• Small island DVD
• Parade’s end DVD
•Third Star DVD ( the best movie in this entire world, I swear.)
• An ice-watch.
Aaaaaand Sherlock: The Casebook, which by now I have already read. 🙂
So, yup, been an awful good girl.
After two hours of mad hunting I came home hopeless, exhausted and worst of all giftless.
The Christmas shopping has begun and all I bought until now is a Sherlock Homles book for my friend and a travel journal for my mom. And I am kind of in a time crisis. I also fear the apocalypse may find me in a shop. Or at The Hobbit.
So… Last day on earth, huh? Everyone’s making jokes like there’s no tomorrow. Hahaha. I’m in a funny mood. However I am thinking that if I survive whatever happens tomorrow ( most near-death experience will probably be seeing the trailer of Star Trek on the big screen) I should do a bucket list. 100 things I want to do before I die. I mean, it’s sort of essential for every person, you know?