The Mysterious Angelfish Book

These two groovy-looking restaurants in Notting Hill were owned by the son of a very famous designer -- who also owned a deli where Dave and I used to eat. All three of those places are now closed, and I'll be darned if I can find anything online that explains why. Surely there must have been some press coverage? It's very strange.

It's been a busy week so far. For one thing, I finally completed our school library's yearbook archive project, securing undamaged copies of all the yearbooks that I had to replace because a certain someone cut pictures out of our previous books. I mentioned earlier that this person was well-meaning, and someone asked how that could possibly be. (A reasonable question.) Well, he cut the photos out to make birthday collages for some students and staff members -- he's been doing it a while and I guess no one thought to ask where the pictures were coming from!

I've also arranged for the collection of boxes of old (as in, decades old) magazines we're donating to a London archive. They're supposed to be collected this morning -- at least, the first batch -- but it will be interesting because the school's lift is out of order and we'll have to schlep the boxes down the front steps. We'll see how that goes.

To make things even more interesting, my recent root canal is still giving me trouble. The tooth is bothering me again. I made an appointment to go back to the dentist in a week (the soonest he can see me) to have it checked out. And I'm finally following up with a doctor about my recent back pain.

As Roseanne Roseannadanna used to say, "It just goes ta show ya. It's always somethin.'"

Remember the recording I posted a few days ago of me reading as a 7-year-old? Well, it got me thinking about learning to read as an early elementary school student. In addition to the ubiquitous Weekly Reader, I remembered having a textbook with angelfish on the cover. What this book was called I could not remember, and I hadn't seen it since first or second grade, but I took to the Internet to try to find a picture. And voila! I'm pretty sure this is it -- "Each and All," from 1971. It's incredible, the things that can be found online.

I don't remember anything from the inside of the book. But I loved that cover with the fish!

Anyway, I'm off to work early this morning -- I switched shifts with my coworker in order to go to the doctor this afternoon. So I gotta get the dog walked!