Thursday, September 27, 2001

Jason was on CBC radio yesterday. Neat that I could hear it here. I've always liked cbc for bringing so much diversity to Canadian popular culture. Mr. Dressup, old Relic, Brave New Waves. Well ok, I'm sure there are better examples but I'm brainfogged.

I've been working from my bedroom for the past couple of weeks. I think I like it. I can concentrate and my desk isn't too cluttered, yet. I wonder how much I'll be able to concentrate when the little one arrives in a few weeks? Yoshie's at the point where women will immediately offer her a seat when we get on a train. Men seem more oblivious to her condition.

I think our belongings should be arriving in a week or so, but tracking our shipment (or even getting someone to return our calls) has proven more difficult than locating bin Laden.

I'm disturbed by the number of people drinking Budweiser in pubs. I'm sure they'll come to their senses soon enough.

And the yellow leaves are blowing off the trees outside my window. It's a good autumn day. Cheers.

Monday, September 24, 2001

There seem to be a lot of commercials for cars and realtors with 'eskimos' in them. For some reason I feel uncomfortable listening to them, wondering if they would be politically incorrect in Canada. Then I think about Mel Lastman and I feel even more uncomfortable.
Perhaps I should explain that last post. When we were walking up Finchley Road near Golders Green, through the side streets we caught glimpses of a lone couple walking through a sea of sarcophagi. I'm somewhat intrigued by the art and ritual surrounding the dead. Especially if it contains some humour. That carries over into, or stems from, my interest in what I call 'comic goth' - Vincent Price, Alice Cooper, The Addams Family. I look forward to visiting some of the cemeteries of London. On our first weekend here we visited a small village in Suffolk called Coddenham and checked out a church dating from Norman times. The cemetery was overgrown with meter-high grass, and it had a decidedly spooky yet peaceful atmosphere. I think I'm going to enjoy my time here.

Sunday, September 23, 2001

Alive amongst the dead in London.