“Someone’s going to blow that place up soon.”

Said to me, in 2004, by a friend I hadn’t seen in ages. It was a few days before I flew to London, England, United Kingdom.  I answered him, “That’s why I have to go see it now.”  I got to see Big Ben, and Southbank, and the Inns of Chancery.  The next year, LondonContinue reading ““Someone’s going to blow that place up soon.””

No Coriolanus for me. Now wondering why, exactly…

And lo, there was much fury at the Scotiabank Cinemas in West Edmonton Mall on the 30th of January in this year of 2014 (AD), for the many buyers of tickets for the National Theatre Live showing of Coriolanus from London, England, which was not to be. What WE were told at WEM was thereContinue reading “No Coriolanus for me. Now wondering why, exactly…”

How I learned what apple juice is meant to look like, and fell in love with the UK

Monday, 21 June, 2004, 6:56 pm, YHA, Earl’s Court, London. So what happened to me today? After getting on the plane, finally realizing what I was doing, and popping one of Ron and Linda’s presents — Gravol — I tried and failed to sleep. Shortly before we landed I started talking to a just-married coupleContinue reading “How I learned what apple juice is meant to look like, and fell in love with the UK”