Did another foot-dragging thing and emailed the physio who does assessments for walkers etc. Email promptly bounces: no such address. I double checked it with the woman who gave it to me, the rehab head at the LTC residence down on Bloor, when she gave it to me, so either she got it wrong or that physio has vanished in a puff of smoke like the ( Read more... )

The first cold spell always feels colder than it is. What would have been 'thank you, God' weather a month ago (high 18, low 13 ie mid 60s, mid 50sF) is 'can I turn the heat on?' now. Shall get used to it. But I've had to adjust my reflexes: for three months I've walked on the shady side of the street and now I must seek the sun ( Read more... )

In odd moments I've been watching youtube videos about Encanto and basking in the nostalgic fannish energy. Granted it's largely guys doing the talking, which is not fandom as I'm used to it, still. It's been so long since I've read people poring over a source and zeroing in on little details to construct explanations about who actually knew about ( Read more... )

Did something I haven't done in years (eight and a half, it turns out): went out to a movie. I've wanted to see Encanto for a while but I don't stream and thought my chances slim. However, the local RC church shows free films outdoors in summer, or rather, has gone back to showing free films outdoors, and today they were showing Encanto, so I went ( Read more... )

Oh dear. You can buy Girl Guide cookies online, but only in quantities of four boxes. (cough) Hope I'll be better about eating them than I currently am about ohh, exercising and drinking g&ts ( Read more... )

I was under the impression that there existed a Cocteau something (ballet? short story? operetta?) called Le Jeune Homme Droit Se Marier (The young man must get married). Being a Cocteau piece, having to get married is a tragedy for the young man. Evidently I invented the whole thing because google is silent on the subject.

But La Jeune Femme Doit ( Read more... )

Discovered that when trying to free up space in perpetually 'not enough space' phone, 'empty cache' is good for all apps. 'Delete data' is fine for everything but browser. Since no manufacturer these days will tell you anything about phones, tablets, laptops or desktops (instruction manuals, oh yes, I remembers them) one must learn by trial and ( Read more... )

Evening with the Older Girls last night, watching Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince. Were those things subtitled when they came out? because I swear, they might as well have been speaking French for all I could make out. Words here and there, 90% lost in mumbles. Except, of course, the older stage-trained actors- Michael Gambon, Maggie Smith ( Read more... )

My sporadic and unsatisfying reading finally turns up something which is at least page-turny: The Angelic Avengers by Pierre Andrézel, aka Isak Dinesen. It was my mother's, probably an original hardcover, which I started in '98 but got nowhere with until interrupted by a gall bladder attack. I think it felt too High Wind in Jamaica for me at the ( Read more... )

Finished Jonathan Strange today. The ending struck me as a mess; don't know how it plays to someone who hasn't read the book, but it confused far too many variables for me. Did give us some manly bonding, and about time too, but I can see how very few people would have sat still for a story about Strange and Norrell and their professional ( Read more... )