So there is more good news from Vancouver which is encouraging me to perhaps return. I had emailed my wonderful YWCA trainer Ayda but did not receive a response but then, rather accidentally, I looked…
An Admission: I am experiencing Vancouver phobia as dreading my return to that City. The contrast to the experiences in New York and San Francisco are extreme, and it is not my imagination. It is…
Yesterday as I was writing about Instagram for this blog and just at that very moment a message appeared. She: Hi I Don’t know if you remember me but you came in Mint Velvet in…
I am presently in heaven – sheer heaven having flown from NYC to SF via United Airlines First Class (frequent flier miles). My knee continues to bother me so ordinary seating would not do –…
In the days of yore (pre London) I concerned myself with defending the glories of a defined benefit retirement programme as such programmes were under attack. At the current moment people’s attention is now riveted…
People everywhere, be it London, San Francisco, Europe or Anywhere, actually ask me where I am from and then I provide them with the details – born in Canada, went to SF in 1967, then…
Two or three days before I left Vancouver on this voyage I had my palm read. It was an amazing experience. I was lunching in one of my favourite restaurants and I could overhear what…
I am sitting down in the lobby of MY hotel, the Westgate in NYC. I absolutely love this hotel and those that dwell herein, well the staff anyway. Some of the clientele are rather rude…
Usually blogging is easy, it comes naturally. My day seems incomplete if I do not blog, it gets me started. I am often anxious until I blog. It for me was a necessity. But something…
So I awoke early to prepare the 1000 word Personal Statement required for the application to Sotheby’s Art institute in London, England (not Ontario0. Before composing this epistle I measured coffee and water for espresso,…