pure speculation

"After a depressing day wandering around in the sunshine wearing an uncomfortably warm dark-coloured jacket and shoes which do absolutely nothing to lighten the pressure of the rough and lumpy pavements on my feet I dislike nothing more than to sit down on a sharp railing in a muggy, windless spot and enjoy the harsh, acrid taste of Rodin's 'Thinker' lights."

I hope he went north-west for an ice-cream after his cigarette to make himself feel better. It certainly was pleasant today: warm enough to make it feel sunny enough to wear sunglasses without feeling guilty but thus also warm enough to make my feet slightly embarrassingly sweaty when I de-shoed myself to try on othershoes in the shoe-shop.

If you wish to cheer yourself up but do not want to go and get an ice-cream from Princes Street Gardens to do so then you might pop to see My Brother is an Only Child; possibly the nest use of differing hair to signify changing age since Romanzo Criminale which it resembles in other ways, not just because it features lots of Italian people.