We went to see Gomorra yesterday and came home to find Ohna was missing her moby. We made phone calls to the cinema and the post-film pub but they hadn't seen it. So I went back at the end of the next screening and there it was underneath her seat. It was good to have a happy resolution to something as the film was very upsetting. It was really impressive but also hard to sit through. It reminded me that we always know that the violence in things like The Sopranos is related to reality but not actually real. It's quite different anticipating bad stuff when you think of it as real.

Meanwhile, Apoa spent the day at a life drawing class and making etchings ('real etchings, not like what we do at school'). We were very impressed with her work as well as her report of the class itself, which had the added bonus of being incredibly cheap.