I now know how to get to False Creek by bus. The “Spit” yesterday (Spits being gatherings of Dunnett fans) was at Monk McQueens on False Creek, a restaurant I’ve never been too. The service was sort of the standard Vancouver crabby – but the food was good and the view and company very pleasant. The husbands don’t usually come along – most middle aged men will take a quick one in the ear before spending the afternoon with a bunch of strong willed middle aged women – but one did and he definitely was no wallflower. AND I got a free button (Gelis is my heroine) which is pretty funny…. but it would only be funny and make sense for you if any of you had read the books. I ate oysters and drank draft Russell’s while the sun moved. (Yes, technically everything is moving, and the earth is rotating around the sun).
Got a lift home, thank you Ingrid, and then finished Band of Brothers and watched the most recent episode of BSG. Once again, operating on the theory that you just can’t have enough sleep, I went to bed early.
Waffles with strawberries and sausage for breakfast; barbecued pork chops, new potatoes with chives and sour cream, and fresh asparagus for dinner last night.
We expect to see Keith turn up some time today; apparently he went canoeing yesterday.
I’ve moved the strawberry plants the Luddite gave me to the front stairs, where they will get more light. Although he’s from south London originally, when he’s larding it on thick he goes pure Yorkshire and says things like Look-sure-ee, lass! which never fails to crack me up. I think it’s a Look-sure-ee that I’ve got strawberry plants on my front stairs.
Today, puttering and laundry and at least one song stuck in Songwriter. I’ve got some short ones… at this point anything would do. Of course, the most recent one is Willie P’s Lament. It’s only a minute long, in its current configuration; I’m quite fond of it. I just wish I could play it and simultaneously get the fretboard fingering, the picking, and the intonation solid. I’m definitely working on the ‘best two out of three’ theory but I suppose I shouldn’t be too hard on myself, I only wrote it a couple of weeks ago and I haven’t been practicing much. It was fun practicing it on Wreck Beach earlier – all I can say is my next instrument will be even lighter than a mandolin.
