Remembrance Sunday

  Gorgeous final day. Clear blue sky, sun out in full. I had the intention to walk from Holland Park to Kensington Gardens, the Serpentine Gallery, then through Hyde, Green and St. James Park, and then take in the original Tate.  But the crowds around Knightsbridge were ludicrous, worst at Duke of Wellington’s place across Read More

The Play is the Thing

  Up late.  Was it any wonder? Another cool windy day. It had rained but was dry A.M. Didn’t hear from my friend Jean Paul so decided to see about tickets for the theatre.  The two shows I was pining to see were Berenice at the Donmar and Allan Bennett’s latest, People, at the National.  Read More

It Gets Betterish

  [The title is stolen from a wonderfully acerbic YouTube site.  Pregnancy: It get’s betterish.  Karaoke: It gets betterish.  Drag Queen: It gets betterish.] Friday another day of sunny breaks, cloudy periods, London overcast and chilly, but never wet. James Bond drove one. Into St. James, Regent St, Liberty, Soho.  One shoppe was selling the Read More

Tennis as Spectacle

    Thursday AM I made the trek to Cricklewood to see Diana, Simon’s mum.  She is still her old self in many ways, but in other ways lost in a bit of a fog.  I also saw a young woman who claimed to be his daughter but I truly couldn’t believe it. Midday to Read More

I Get High

Although it’s spelled haight (the t is silent, the Welsh is hwcyntha).   And someone said fashion was dead… Wednesday.  The best part of the morning was that no one knew who won the election.  Oh, and it was sunny.  Colder than Vancouver, proper November eight degrees cold, and, weirdly, all the leaves are not Read More

That Was Then

Patsy and Edina go Shopping   Given that I was going to be out of the country a whole week, Nan took it upon herself to make sure no one went hungry.  She roasted a turkey, and served it with cheese cauliflower, baked carrots, Brussels sprouts, a turnip casserole, corn, roast beets, mashed potatoes, gravy, Read More

My Kind of Town

Easter in Chicago.  Checked into the Fairmont Airport.  Last time we lucked out with a north facing suite, view of the mountains, bathroom bigger than Michael Fassbender’s business if you know what I mean, shutters you could swing back from the bathtub and watch TV or take in the view, double sinks, two-person shower, the Read More

Transamerica

Wednesday, August 24, 2011: 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles… We were up early (six) and packed and out by seven.  Some high cloud but very warm.  Drove SS to the Charles Schulz airport (aka Sonoma County Airport).  Was on my way by eight.  So it began. The most complicated part of driving Read More

Some Like it Hot

Lake Benoist, Riverfront Regional Park, Russian River Valley, west   NE towards the Alexander Valley   Tuesday, August 23, 2011: A mild 70 or so on rising, crystal clear sky, quiet.  Checked in on the world (Libya, dollar OK, earthquake, the usual) then drove down to a Riverfront Park, a 300 acre regional park on Read More

A Place in the Sun

  Monday, August 22, 2011: Woke up to 59 degrees, cloudy, mist like rain in the air; Mendocino had followed us east!  SS went across the street for coffee to a bakery connected with the DuChamp, the hotel for swells also with Cyrus, the Michelin starred spot; coffee and baked goods are included in the Read More

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