Felt a bit heart sick for my native land last night, so in lieu of anything else that might help, bar downloading a tourist information video, I settled for The Edge of Love. Filmed in Newquay and Lampeter, two hot Welsh spots I spent a significant amount of my formative years tramping around.

Real life is rarely pretty enough for the screen, so of course they had to sex it all up and amongst other rather aesthtically obvious choices, have Caitlin, Dylan Thomas' wife portrayed by blonde skinny minny Sienna Miller. Who looks nothing like her. Caitlin in fact look an awful lot like her husband.

You drink, you drank, you drunk.

See?

Anyhoo, it certainly cured me of my homesickness. Watching those three, living on a cliff in two over-sized beach huts, being bullied by the elements and playing about with their mutually fragile mental health makes a bloody good case for living in suburbia. It's just too damned lonely for anybody who doesn't function well in isolation. As my grandad used to say 'there's a lovely view out of that window...but you can't talk to a view'.