Monday, August 7, 2017

Juggling and Dancing


Thanks for all your feedback on yesterday's post. (Except for the Thai spam commenters who keep leaving links to mysterious football blogs that I suspect are actually phishing scams or something. You have been deleted.) I will certainly keep everyone up to date on our discussions! I hope I don't come across as a whiny brat -- I'm perfectly aware that I'm privileged to even be considering buying in this place and time.

Dave and I took Olga on a rare joint outing yesterday to Kilburn Grange Park. The Kong was enthusiastically pursued.

Oh, and speaking of the Kong, remember how it disappeared overnight from our back garden several days ago? Well, we gave Olga another one, and that disappeared too! This time I was really kicking myself, and then yesterday morning I saw it in Mrs. Kravitz's back garden, lying in the long grass. Apparently whatever fox absconded with it didn't get very far. Mrs. Kravitz and her family are away somewhere, so I wound up climbing over the garden wall to retrieve it. Let me just say: Climbing a garden wall is a lot harder than it looks. And then, as I struggled back over the wall to our own garden, a neighbor in one of the apartments behind us leaned out his window and said laughingly, "Everything OK, gentlemen?" He probably thought we were up to no good and was checking up on us. So we explained the situation and fortunately everything ended without the involvement of police or an ambulance.

I also bought two more Kongs from Amazon, just to be safe. And by the way, I grossly overstated their price the other day. I got two for about £14, so that's not so bad.


At Kilburn Grange Park, we came across this guy juggling five balls at once. Pretty impressive! Olga laid down next to him, because he was standing in the shade, but then she tensed up the minute he began throwing those balls around and I was afraid she would spring for one of them. We had to lead her to a less stimulating shady place.


On the walk back home, we saw this. I love the Burt Reynolds tire cover. Unfortunately no mac n' cheese was being served at the moment, or we might have had some.

Speaking of '80s nostalgia, on Saturday I got a sudden urge to watch the movie "White Nights," from 1985, with Gregory Hines and Mikhail Baryshnikov. I don't think I'd ever seen it before. It was pretty good, with a youthful Isabella Rossellini and lots of Cold War intrigue. It's so weird to watch a film like that, produced when the Soviet Union seemed mighty and mysterious, and think that the country lasted just four more years. (Of course, it didn't go away entirely -- now we're left with its mysterious, meddling successor, Putin's Russia!) It was also great to see Baryshnikov and Hines dancing to Twyla Tharp's choreography. A worthwhile rental!

9 comments:

Yorkshire Pudding said...

Ho-ho! Wait till Mrs Kravitz returns! She will check out her secret CCTV footage and see you trespassing on her property. Expect legal retribution to follow!

Steve Reed said...

Believe me, I thought of that! :)

Ms. Moon said...

Oh my god! I love that van. You know, say what you will about Burt Reynolds, I love him. He was just so filled with life in his movies. I read his memoir and so much of his life has been taken up with trying to please his father which obviously was an impossible task.
I remember watching White Nights long, long ago. Gregory Hines...
Oh my. Such a beautiful, beautiful man.
It was a good movie.
"Cheesus loves you."
Oh yes. And I love Cheesus.

Red said...

Now I think it would have been funny if the juggler had dropped one ball and Olga pounced on it. I can see the guy's concentration being lost instantly!

robin andrea said...

I think we need pictures of you climbing that wall! Looks like a nice day for a walk in the park. Glad you and Dave and Olga had such a lovely time of it.

Sharon Anck said...

That mac n cheese van is hilarious. I haven't seen a photo of Burt Reynolds in years. I'm glad you got at least one of the beloved kongs back without any bodily injury or threats of arrest. I loved the movie White Nights and I haven't seen it in ages. I remember that the dancing was wonderful.
Speaking of that spammer....I've been deleting his comments too but yesterday I realized that he writes comments aimed at the post so it looked like he'd read it and I wondered if he really was a spammer. I clicked on his bio and saw a sports related blog. I haven't clicked on the link below but hovering over it, I see it's another sports related site. If he's a spammer, he goes to a lot of trouble to write a comment.

Shooting Parrots said...

I only recently discovered what mac and cheese is. I lead a very sheltered life.

jenny_o said...

Those spammers are everywhere - probably a spam bot, actually. They snatch pieces of real comments, which often makes it look like their comments are real. The Russian (?) characters at the bottom are a dead giveaway as to which comments are real and which aren't.

I wouldn't have thought there would be a market for mac & cheese from a food truck, but I, too, would buy it. So maybe there is.

Glad you didn't do a Humpty Dumpty off the wall!!

Linda Sue said...

It is cool how when I view your blog the first photo always moves a bit, so there is Olga in motion, real motion!