No one was more surprised than I was when I won tickets to one of the subway series baseball games. I’d entered a raffle mainly to support the friend who was running it, but I never usually win these things, so it was particularly gratifying to learn that my name was first out of the hat.
Tom has wanted some fish for at least six years now…
Once again it has been lamentably long since I wrote anything much about our NYC activities (July 4th notwithstanding), and somehow it’s August already. Looking back through the calendar for July, we have certainly been keeping busy. Continue reading
We spent our fifth fourth of July at home in Hoboken (following the first two in our old Upper East side apartment, one in England and last year in Montana). Various plans and invitations were considered but in the end we had a lazy day doing pretty much nothing, other than cooking a hearty dinner of ribs, corn, beans and cornbread.
After a suitable pause for digestion, we waddled out to see if we could see any fireworks. Continue reading
So, Easter happened. As usual, we had a busy schedule of choir commitments, to which I added an extra evening by volunteering to masquerade as a chorister on Maundy Thursday. We also invited some friends around for Easter lunch after the two morning services, which meant the usual mad shopping-cleaning-cooking rush on top of everything else – as usual I complained about it all, but of course it was a lot of fun on the day. Continue reading
For some reason I’ve been wanting to watch an ice hockey game ever since we moved to the US, and this weekend we finally made it happen! Strictly speaking, our friend Chelsey made it happen – her home team, the Dallas Stars, were playing the New Jersey Devils in Newport, and she invited us to join her.
I haven’t been to see much art recently, which is an omission I really ought to rectify. To my credit, I did try to visit the Folger Shakespeare Library on a recent trip to Washington DC, but their gallery was closed as they were installing a visiting exhibition from Oxford, so other than a quick look at the Ashbourne portrait (not actually of Shakespeare) and an intriguing painting of Queen Elizabeth I holding a colander it was a bit of a bust on the culture front. However, I did manage a quick trip to MoMA a few weeks ago, but not to see any art – I went to listen to an audio tour about dust. Continue reading