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Saturday, July 22, 2006
Kara is Sick
There's always some kind of bug going around here and after a long, long gap, it finally struck Kara. It hit on Thursday
with a bit of body ache and temperature. Actually, there was a sore throat that came in and out quite a bit before then too.
On Friday it got so bad that I had to come home from work a wee bit early. She was pretty miserable Friday night. Today she
was really sick. She ran a temperature all day with a painful sore throat and various other symptoms.
So my day started at about a quarter to six when Alex finally woke up for good. I got away with a few cat naps on the
sofa watching TV with him - he likes to wake up with a show. Kara finally showed around 8:30 or so. She wasn't feeling well.
She ended up lying down for most of the day.
I, on the other hand, did no lying down. Or sitting. Or anything else. About the most rest I got was waiting for the
light at the 02 Centre after a delicious lunch of Pizza Hut. Somehow, I got through the day. It alternated between errands,
playing on the back patio, eating, a few games and a cooking activity, some shows and a long bath.
And now I'm ready for a long sleep, although I expect to be up at half-five or so with Alex. And I've only just finished
the chores. OK, maybe I could have been done a little earlier, but I did need to catch up on the news and stuff.
The point is I have precious little time. Although I've been blogging a bit lately, and I have a lot of material stacked
up, it's going to be hard for the next few days with Kara so sick. Bear with me.
6:27 pm est
Friday, July 21, 2006
The Tour
Every once and awhile I see these folks at the end of the mew. This afternoon
it was a bit unusual because it was just before five, and on any other workday I wouldn't be close to hom yet. Kara has been
ill as of late. She was in pretty rough shape this morning. I got up with the kids so she could sleep in. But she ate and
took medicine and stuff and started feeling better. I went into the office pretty early. By mid-afternoon her condition had
crashed. She called and told me she couldn't really take care of the kids because her temperature was up and she had body
aches and so forth. Luckily, I was able to conduct my last few meetings and then rush home.
As soon as I got back, I sent her up to bed and took over with the kids.
Not so long after that, we wound up in the mew. We had been on the middle floor, as Katherine likes to call it (that's
either the first or second floor depending on where you live), looking out the window but we decided to join the neighbors
after we saw them playing in the street.
Anyway, this is the second time I've seen this group. I suspect that it's
a walking tour of Little Venice. There are a bunch of outfits that run walking tours around London. Anyway, I had fun with this all by myself.
You see, the last time the tour came around, it was kindof funny.
The group was quite a bit larger than the one about - almost twice the
size. But the guide stood right in the middle of the entrance to the mew just in front of the woman on the right of the group.
The group stood all around him and there wasn't a single person on the sidewalk. One guy walked about ten paces down the mew
and took a bunch of pictures. The others with cameras didn't bother to move, but took photos from where they were standing.
Anyway, about four cars came down the mew in one direction or another.
These poor folks had to scatter to the sidewalk each time, but they inevitably gathered back in the street to hear the guide.
After the third or fourth car, they moved on.
So this time, there they are, and I'm taking pictures of them. See they think
the mew is interesting, but it's really they that are the interesting thing. I live here after all. I'm in the street with
my kids, the neighbor and their kids playing with buckets and footballs like I always do. And actually, we had a heck
of a good time too.
7:07 pm est
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
A Syrupy Double Take
So
I’m in Raoul’s Deli recently and amongst the biscuits (cookies), breads and other assorted
goodies is this jar of syrup. I was struck by it because it was labeled ‘Vertmont’. Now, I have spent a lot of time in the
beautiful and rural state of Vermont,
and although this particular spelling may be more accurate for those who speak French, it’s definitely not the name of a U. S.
state. But Vermont does have glorious stands of sugar maples
and the maple syrup is on par with the best there is.

It’s not quite so easy to get maple syrup here, although it’s not too hard. Getting
American pancake mix is pretty hard. We’re lucky in that we live next to St. John’s
Wood. A lot of Americans live in the area, especially there, and there is a small store that carries some American products.
Including Bisquick and Aunt Jemima Maple Syrup. Neither of these would have been our favourite in the U. S. (well, speaking for Kara and myself, anyway – the kids
love the stuff), but there is no other choice here and so it’s heaven. The pancake mix available here, English mix, is more
dense and heavy. Anyway, the chance to get some real maple syrup was too good to pass up, but I didn’t buy it because I was
concerned about its pedigree, frankly. I mean, how hard is it to spell Vermont
correctly?
But a few weeks later I was back at Raouls and I figured it would make a blog, so
I bought it. Kara was the one who noticed the line on the bottom that says, ‘product of Canada.’ Now this is really ridiculous.
OK, look, Vermont borders Canada.
In many instances, there would be no detectable difference between Quebec maple syrup or
Vermont maple syrup. I think they have a different grading
scale, but it’s based on the same thing – the purity of the syrup. The thing is, I would happily buy Canadian maple syrup
– it doesn’t need to pretend it’s American.
Just to play devil’s advocate here, I can understand where this all may have come
from. Somebody realizes there’s a market in the UK for maple syrup, so they do some deal with a big producer in Canada and
then brand it Vermont, they just either screwed it up on purpose or for legal reasons. There is, I think, a bit of a pecking
order in the maple syrup business and I’d be willing to bet that Vermont
is at the top of it. Part of the reason for this may be that it’s a very rugged state. It is full of mountains and hills.
There is one part near lake Chaplain
that has some rolling farmlands, but it’s a relatively small part of the state overall. And if you drive North across the
border into Canada the landscape gets
even rollier, if you can imagine that. But if you drive North-West into Canada,
across Hero, for example, the land turns flat as a board. The point is that the terrain in Vermont
is more consistent that it is in Canada.
Canada is also a big country and the syrup
could have come from anywhere within. I just talk about Quebec because it’s the closest to
Vermont.
OK, I think I've killed this topic. I'd better get some housework done.
4:10 pm est
Kim Tells A Story
This from Kim Davidson...I think N's London stuff is spot on, although I will say that I have eaten escargot more than once.
Meanwhile, all of your London-speak and whatnot has me thinking
of my cousin N, who lives next door, and is a charming (if devilish) 11-year-old. She's a little warped (shocker, being
a relative of mine) and randomly came out with this finger-puppet type show a few weeks back that had us cracking up.
Not sure where she got it, but it was called "Let's be proper!" Basically she had one index finger that was all straight
and proper and one index finger that was wiggling all around and being NOT proper, and she was narrating it the whole time
with this HORRIBLY funny British accent, saying "Let's be proper! We're in jolly London--stand up straight! Don't be
like those wiggly people over in Massachusetts." And then she started branching out to include other countries and at
one point she said, "Now let's go to France--" and one of her fingers became wiggly-French-- "We like escargot" and then her
proper finger said, "That's not proper! We don't like escargot--we like Cheerios!"
And I thought that was about the funniest thing ever. Because
leave it to a kid (and an American kid, naturally) to take the meaning to THAT level. Anyway...
4:01 pm est
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
A Rare Family Shot
This is a rare family shot, taken by a friend of mine, Rich. Rich is another American who is working a job
in London and traveling back and forth. His family came out for a month and we managed to spend some time together last weekend
at the Peter Pan Treasure Hunt Charity Event in Kensington Garden. I gave him the camera and made him shoot like 10 pictures.
This is one of my favorites.
5:57 pm est
Amusing Web Site
I don't usually do this, but it's a real hoot - courtesy of a job applicant, by the way (props to you DD, I enjoyed this
quite a bit). It's call the human time-clock. The concept is classic viral internet stuff. Basically everyone submits photos that include, somewhere, a series of numbers that can
be interpreted as the current time. When enough have been submitted, you can create a clock that shows a different picture
for each minute of the day. There is also an analog clock, but I find that a bit too silly.
5:32 pm est
Monday, July 17, 2006
A Bit of Technology
I recently re-installed my main
digital darkroom PC. It had a SATA stripe set that had gone bad. When I was doing the Windows update at the end, I noticed
that Internet Explorer 7 Beta 2 was out. So I got a copy and ran it for awhile.
The biggest difference with this
version is the introduction of tabbed browsing. There are plenty of other browsers out there with it, but Microsoft has lagged
behind. The Microsoft implementation seems pretty good, although it doesn’t support the one operation I really want. What
I’d like is to get another instance of the active session with its history when I click on a tab for a new session.
Typically when I’m browsing, I’m
popping along looking for interesting things. When I find something, I want to leave a browser sitting there, open up a new
one and keep surfing. IE 7 does let you do this, but not be clicking the tab button. You have to press the control key and
then click a link on the page. The link will open up in a new tab with history.
Still, for all that convenience,
IE7B2 was not that stable. It had a habit of just throwing fatal errors at seemingly random times and needing to quit and
send Microsoft an error report. Beta three just came out, though. I’ve now got it running on the main PC and it seems more
stable at first glance. It doesn’t seem to crash like this. The thing that’s annoying is that you have to completely uninstall
Beta 2 before you can install Beta 3. That means you have to completely remove IE in the process. Given how tightly IE is
tied into Windows these days that made me very nervous. But I must say, it went off without a hitch.
So I think IE7B3 is ready for prime
time. Pick up a copy at Microsoft.com.
1:16 pm est
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