Speaking in tongues, it’s worth a broken lip

Recovering from surgery at home.

While I’m not in pain, I’m far more sore than I was yesterday. I think I was lulled into a false sense of being mobile yesterday. It’s quite difficult to get up and hobble about the house and uncomfortable sitting on the sofa. There’s a sharpness in the wound when I move.

Watched The Lost Ghost Story, a 2013 documentary about the life of M.R. James with Mark Gatiss. It’s very good: combining extracts from dramatisations with Gatiss’ recount of James’ life, interviews and commentary. Gatiss draws heavily on James’ biography, especially James’ apparent repressed (?) homosexuality to explain the aspects of the stories. Gatiss is superb infectious in his enthusiasm for James and his supernatural stories. The shots of a smartly-dressed Gatiss cycling along country lanes by rural churches are delightful. Gatiss is lyrical about his love for the 1970s BBC adaptations.