Why are you laughing? Change the names and the story’s your!
First off I’ll start by apologizing for not producing the promised wheels. I really did mean to continue taking advantage of the great weather and to roller blade around Stanley Park. I even got as far as the sports store and looking at the roller blades, but then I got distracted by the ice skates and instead of roller blades I’m now much more excited about dusting off my ice skates and getting the blades sharpened ready for the ice rinks, so continue to watch this space, as skating of a slightly different description is still on its way, albeit a few weeks off yet!
That’s not to say I didn’t get to the park, I really have been enjoying the weather recently, although I’m starting to get very scared that it will disappear soon, and I’ve managed to get a run and a few evening walks in. The leaves have continued to slowly change color and are turning from a brilliant green to subtle and subdued oranges and yellows. The wildlife is running through the dappled sunlight really is picture book pretty in the evening. I’m not sure I will ever appreciate how truly gorgeous and beautiful it is here.
The two main events of the week have been the theater on Friday night, as part of an ongoing comedy event over last week and next week was generally well received, and the bi-monthly grocery shopping which gives me a nervous twitch.
Friday night was a performance of Peter Schaffer’s “Black Comedy”, and after a friendly warning that it was easy to over perform I was delighted to say the actors and crew hit just the right note. If you don’t know the story it is about a young artist hoping to impress a famous art collector and his prospective father- in-law. In order to do this he steals his neighbor’s furniture. The farce ensures when there is a power cut and the said neighbor returns early from a trip, wanting to take refuse in the artist’s house. As is usual with farce the mix ups and problems are always exacerbated well beyond the known quantities. It was very well done and incredibly funny. Although the accents did waver slightly a passably attempt at an English accent was managed by all the cast, I only hope I don’t sound quite like some of them! Some of the jokes may have also been lost on a predominantly Canadian audience who didn’t appreciate or experience the true delights of British Rail coffee and sandwiches. Unfortunately the Chekhov play, “The Marriage Proposal” was incredibly overacted way beyond the point of funny, and cringe worthy and sliding quickly into embarrassing. The only positive being that the actors managed to condense 30 minutes of dialogue into 24 minutes meaning that it was over faster than expected. Otherwise a fantastic night, made better by the presence of Malteasers!
The grocery shopping trip is only worth a mention because I can’t believe something so mundane can enrage me so much. My stress levels spike when this time of the month approaches. I have never seen so many rude and discourteous people in one place. The driving is shocking, if you don’t have a small car, don’t park in a small car space! You will get stuck, you will not be able to get your car out again, and you will cause a multi-car pileup in the parking lot. Read the signs and follow them! The less said about being in the store and elbows being used the better. When the four counters each have eight people with over flowing shopping carts waiting to pay it is time to open the other twelve unused ones. Blocking aisles is never a good shopping policy! Rant over- I will go take some Prozac and calm down, safe in the knowledge I’m not going back for another two weeks.
First off I’ll start by apologizing for not producing the promised wheels. I really did mean to continue taking advantage of the great weather and to roller blade around Stanley Park. I even got as far as the sports store and looking at the roller blades, but then I got distracted by the ice skates and instead of roller blades I’m now much more excited about dusting off my ice skates and getting the blades sharpened ready for the ice rinks, so continue to watch this space, as skating of a slightly different description is still on its way, albeit a few weeks off yet!
That’s not to say I didn’t get to the park, I really have been enjoying the weather recently, although I’m starting to get very scared that it will disappear soon, and I’ve managed to get a run and a few evening walks in. The leaves have continued to slowly change color and are turning from a brilliant green to subtle and subdued oranges and yellows. The wildlife is running through the dappled sunlight really is picture book pretty in the evening. I’m not sure I will ever appreciate how truly gorgeous and beautiful it is here.
The two main events of the week have been the theater on Friday night, as part of an ongoing comedy event over last week and next week was generally well received, and the bi-monthly grocery shopping which gives me a nervous twitch.
Friday night was a performance of Peter Schaffer’s “Black Comedy”, and after a friendly warning that it was easy to over perform I was delighted to say the actors and crew hit just the right note. If you don’t know the story it is about a young artist hoping to impress a famous art collector and his prospective father- in-law. In order to do this he steals his neighbor’s furniture. The farce ensures when there is a power cut and the said neighbor returns early from a trip, wanting to take refuse in the artist’s house. As is usual with farce the mix ups and problems are always exacerbated well beyond the known quantities. It was very well done and incredibly funny. Although the accents did waver slightly a passably attempt at an English accent was managed by all the cast, I only hope I don’t sound quite like some of them! Some of the jokes may have also been lost on a predominantly Canadian audience who didn’t appreciate or experience the true delights of British Rail coffee and sandwiches. Unfortunately the Chekhov play, “The Marriage Proposal” was incredibly overacted way beyond the point of funny, and cringe worthy and sliding quickly into embarrassing. The only positive being that the actors managed to condense 30 minutes of dialogue into 24 minutes meaning that it was over faster than expected. Otherwise a fantastic night, made better by the presence of Malteasers!
The grocery shopping trip is only worth a mention because I can’t believe something so mundane can enrage me so much. My stress levels spike when this time of the month approaches. I have never seen so many rude and discourteous people in one place. The driving is shocking, if you don’t have a small car, don’t park in a small car space! You will get stuck, you will not be able to get your car out again, and you will cause a multi-car pileup in the parking lot. Read the signs and follow them! The less said about being in the store and elbows being used the better. When the four counters each have eight people with over flowing shopping carts waiting to pay it is time to open the other twelve unused ones. Blocking aisles is never a good shopping policy! Rant over- I will go take some Prozac and calm down, safe in the knowledge I’m not going back for another two weeks.
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