Watched Breakfast at Tiffany's today. It was great. It only feels a little aged, mostly in the styles and some of the attitudes, but the core of it remains. Audrey Hepburn is stunning and George Peppard endearing — you want him to succeed — although you keep expecting him to pull out a cigar, smirk at the camera and say "I love it when a plan comes together".

As it happens, he gets the girl, so I guess it does.

Went to the theatre for the first time in ages, to see Mike Leigh's 2000 Years. I've not been to the Royal Theatre in Newcastle before — it's quite an impressive building but the seats are uncomfortable and the acoustics aren't great.

The play was good. The father was great, being a crotchity old man of the type that I hope to grow old to be. It was rather like his earlier films; lots of middle class people, all of whom seem to have developed a particularly good line in witty repartee for no adequately explained reason.

But you can forgive anybody who can finish a play discussing the political situation Israel, with a bad pun about Noah.