I have written, again, yet something else I believe I "know about." I say I "know about" it because essentially it happened to me here in London about fifteen years ago.
This 2020 one suspects must be a lot like how it felt during the Great Depression of the 1930s amidst Hollywood's "golden age," when millions around the world flocked to cinemas for a few hours to forget their problems and see the "stars" they adored.
I was dogsitting yesterday down in Enfield, in north London - watching our (former) hound at my in-laws, where he lives now: Between walkies, I made myself write some... In 2012, I did not even imagine I had four novels in me by 2017. The fourth, Conventions, is, as you may know, an "outsized" action/adventure, [...]
On Wednesday evening, we saw Adele at London's Wembley Stadium. En route there, our Metropolitan line train was the most packed tube carriage I have ever experienced - and I commuted for years on the Underground. Yet it was all good humored: it was clear where most of the passengers would be leaving the train. [...]
We saw a Cirque du Soleil performance yesterday afternoon at the Royal Albert Hall in central London: We've been there before to concerts, but it dawned on me that I could not recall ever seeing the Albert Memorial (across the street) in daylight. I'd been by it previously only after dark. So outside of the [...]
Hello again! A view from London Heathrow Airport's Terminal 5 back on Tuesday morning: The journey to the U.S. was fine. This morning I'm still in rural Pennsylvania. I stuck this photo up on Instagram yesterday: Dad's doing well. He was looking haggard and even "depressed" on Facetime in recent weeks, which concerned me. Thankfully [...]
We met our late friend Kam's younger sister, Ravi, for a meal last night in central London. They knew all these sorts of places. So while she had been to this restaurant previously, we hadn't: La Porte des Indes: It's a French-Indian place behind Marble Arch tube station. If you are ever in that part [...]
We went to a family funeral on Thursday in north London. A couple of weeks ago, my wife's uncle-in-law died at home in his sleep at 85. While there is naturally sadness, at the catering hall gathering that followed the church service and cemetery his son reminded me (perhaps he was also telling himself this [...]
Welcome to our continuing 2016. The last Friday in July. We simply have to end this week with this: https://twitter.com/mpsenfield/status/758128513841004545 Enfield? I used to live in Enfield. I have relatives there, too! Imagine if she lives around the block from them? Or right near our old place? Such is the Internet. That also has to [...]