At some inevitable point over the course of yet another convivial, drunken evening, the conversation moved to great actors, and must-watch movies. M mentioned The Last Of The Mohicans (Daniel Day-Lewis, Madeleine Stowe, watch) and said, "I believe it's also a pretty good book". And although the book is a classic, and has been on the bookshelf at home forever, I've never read it. Perhaps because before I knew it was a book, I'd heard the term "the last of the mohicans" used as an alternative to "one for the road", and figured there'd be nothing new in the book.
In other news, V decided that supermodels (as against non-super models) are those who wear their underwear over their clothes (like superheroes, get it?) and we giggled for rather a long time about that. (In our defense, we were already 4 bottles of wine down, and on the last of the mohicans.)