Monday, March 23, 2015

Back to the Grind


We are safely back in Blighty, and man, is it cold here. It's no colder than when we left, but after four days of walking around in 90-degree heat and hazy humidity, a cold March spring is a bit of a shock. Then again, it's also refreshing, and Dave is much happier with this kind of weather.

The flight was very smooth, though I saw no grand pianos, no martini bars and no Lee Grant. We couldn't even go upstairs, which was reserved for business class. For all I know they had a swimming pool up there.

I read my remaining magazines and about half of "The Moonstone." It's going to take me forever to read that book, which is hugely thick and has print so tiny it looks like aphids crawling across the page. I've had to resort to a pair of my stepsister's old reading glasses to make heads or tails of it. I've taken to using these reading glasses now and then, when faced with small print, though usually I can still get away without them and I prefer not to use them. I want to keep my corneas limber for as many years as possible!

I also watched a fun movie, "Fuku-Chan of the Fukufuku Flats." It was a quirky, youthful comedy, a bit like a Japanese version of "Napoleon Dynamite." I don't know what its international distribution is like but if you get a chance to watch it, check it out.

Now Dave and I have a houseguest -- our friend David, who arrived in England last night from the U.S. A history buff, he'll be using our house as a home base while he attends events celebrating the reinterment of King Richard III in Leicester. (Remember, the English king whose body was recently found beneath a parking lot?) I'm going to tag along on one of his trips to Leicester this weekend. Meanwhile, it's back to work today for me and Dave!

(Photo: A guy waiting for the train in Colindale, north London. Love the hair!)

5 comments:

e said...

Thanks for your e-mail. It is raining buckets here and very dark at the moment...the camera is quirky. I've taken a couple photos and it seems fine but one never knows. I hope you can get through the day without too much fatigue.

Ms. Moon said...

So strange to think of you going from that surreal world and coming back to your own world in such a short amount of time.
May all be well with re-entry.

John Gray said...

Lee grant! What a bitch
I loved branda vaccarro's bitch punch

37paddington said...

I admire people whose passions are strong enough to get them across an ocean. Welcome home.

Sharon Anck said...

I had to laugh out loud a the thought of a swimming pool in business class. Glad you had a nice smooth flight. I heard on the news that Singapore's founder died on the day you left town. (Actually, the news person didn't mention that you left town, he just said that Lee Kuan Yew had died.)