Well the G20 has been going on over here - the charismatic Mr Obama and his warm and statuesque wife Michele have paid the oldy worldy London, Uk a visit - together with a huge retinue and the other leaders too, of course !
As most of the demos etc have been City-based, life in the West-End of London where I work and often hang out daytimes has been seemingly pretty much 'business-as usual' - well as much as it can be during these economically frightening times...
I was able to walk through St James's Park as usual en route to work without being frisked, x-rayed or otherwise hindered. The dear fig-tree just across the bridge is starting to show buds and the lake after having been emptied and dredged of probably centuries of silt is almost full of water again.
I wonder where all the birds went whilst it was empty ? Anyways, the park is looking ravishing and as ever is full of hoards of tourists.
After a morning's work, I was free and took myself off to the V&A, but first chatted to a cool guy who runs his own - yes HIS OWN not one of a chain, heel-bars where he re-heeled shoes for me.
A chipper fellow and good for him... he is located not far from the Player's Theatre where they put on interesting stuff, though I've yet to go there. Currently a comedy rock musical is playing which he says is good (but loud in answer to my query about this !). His only disappointment was that the lyrics to well known songs were all changed - this I believe was a device to integrate the pieces's plot into well-known tunes/songs...
Well onto the V&A I trotted to see the new performance and theatre galleries (I have a bone to pick about this whole situation which I'll not go into here) which was interesting.. more later perhaps, but the experience visiting that museum was, as ever for me, fabulous !! Every step you take reveals another visual delight..whether a small window onto the South court (being restored I believe), or the cases full of sensual sculptures.
On to have a coffee over the newspaper and then home. The only clouds on the horizon of an otherwise superb day were:- 1) the awful news of the helicopter carrying oil-workers -crashing and 2) the comparatively totally insignificant fact that I received another text from someone who has unfortunately become keen on me with no encouragement from me I hasten to add. I have had several and have not answered the last - oh probably 12.
I'll have to tell him if and when I see him , or alternatively leave him a note. I feel bad not answering and need to do something. I know exactly - and I mean EXACTLY - how it feels to have strong feelings for someone who either cannot or doesn't wish to get involved with one... Honesty and clarity though hard is better than not knowing or hoping fruitlessly for a full/er relationship with the object of ones feelings.
Okay back to day-to-day matters. Tomorrow I have to finalise arrangements to visit my younger sister in Cambridge later this month with my mother. A nice hotel has been booked for an overnight stay and the plan is to take in the Botanical Gardens and the Fitzwilliam, especially the fan collection.
As most of the demos etc have been City-based, life in the West-End of London where I work and often hang out daytimes has been seemingly pretty much 'business-as usual' - well as much as it can be during these economically frightening times...
I was able to walk through St James's Park as usual en route to work without being frisked, x-rayed or otherwise hindered. The dear fig-tree just across the bridge is starting to show buds and the lake after having been emptied and dredged of probably centuries of silt is almost full of water again.
I wonder where all the birds went whilst it was empty ? Anyways, the park is looking ravishing and as ever is full of hoards of tourists.
After a morning's work, I was free and took myself off to the V&A, but first chatted to a cool guy who runs his own - yes HIS OWN not one of a chain, heel-bars where he re-heeled shoes for me.
A chipper fellow and good for him... he is located not far from the Player's Theatre where they put on interesting stuff, though I've yet to go there. Currently a comedy rock musical is playing which he says is good (but loud in answer to my query about this !). His only disappointment was that the lyrics to well known songs were all changed - this I believe was a device to integrate the pieces's plot into well-known tunes/songs...
Well onto the V&A I trotted to see the new performance and theatre galleries (I have a bone to pick about this whole situation which I'll not go into here) which was interesting.. more later perhaps, but the experience visiting that museum was, as ever for me, fabulous !! Every step you take reveals another visual delight..whether a small window onto the South court (being restored I believe), or the cases full of sensual sculptures.
On to have a coffee over the newspaper and then home. The only clouds on the horizon of an otherwise superb day were:- 1) the awful news of the helicopter carrying oil-workers -crashing and 2) the comparatively totally insignificant fact that I received another text from someone who has unfortunately become keen on me with no encouragement from me I hasten to add. I have had several and have not answered the last - oh probably 12.
I'll have to tell him if and when I see him , or alternatively leave him a note. I feel bad not answering and need to do something. I know exactly - and I mean EXACTLY - how it feels to have strong feelings for someone who either cannot or doesn't wish to get involved with one... Honesty and clarity though hard is better than not knowing or hoping fruitlessly for a full/er relationship with the object of ones feelings.
Okay back to day-to-day matters. Tomorrow I have to finalise arrangements to visit my younger sister in Cambridge later this month with my mother. A nice hotel has been booked for an overnight stay and the plan is to take in the Botanical Gardens and the Fitzwilliam, especially the fan collection.
Oh yes and I nearly forgot the keeping up with friends part of my title for this post, i.e. keeping up with friends, which in this case regarded my having re-established contact with a friend - a composer - who is arranging a music festival again at the moment. He will be moving back to Paris later in the year so I should be able to have a coffee and catch-up with him then, or when he visits London in May. The Prime Minister of the country concerned will be attending one of the festival concerts so my friend is naturally concerned so fingers crossed or "break-a leg" as we (ex) dancers rather peversely wish one another before going on stage ! Perhaps "bon courage" would be better?
Okay that's enough self indulgent drivel for one night. and so to bed...goodnight xx
Okay that's enough self indulgent drivel for one night. and so to bed...goodnight xx
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