we found Ash’s rucksack missing from her bed and replaced by a sleeping girl. Good God, I thought, what next? Ash started looking for her stuff amongst the rest of the gear strewn around the room while I went downstairs to talk to the duty manager. It turned out that after we’d moved our stuff [...]
February 18th, 2007
February 5th, 2007
I’m typing this on my phone on a Greyhound coach
bound for Whistler, a little fearful of taking out my shiny new Mac laptop. I’m not worried about being mugged – this bus is, as with everything Canadian, exactly like its American counterpart only much nicer – I’m just worried that I’d disappear in a puff of bourgeois smoke if I did so. We arrived [...]
February 1st, 2007
Chez Roquefort
is now fully transported to Stockbridge. We moved over the weekend with some able assistance from both Jeff (cheers!) and the Trøll, and it all looks suspiciously like it went without a hitch. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to call a flat mine – ours! – that it’s still slightly unreal. This [...]