Excerpt from Skirt.com, click the link to read the rest 0 This isn’t the first Thanksgiving I’ve spent in London, but it is the first one I’ve not spent cooking up a storm with my best friend Liz. She got a job back home in the States, and while I’m most proud of her, I … Continue reading
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Neighbors Around the Globe, and the Elvis Mans
Excerpt from Skirt.com, click the link to read the rest 0 I’ve been meaning for some time to write about yet another of the serendipitous coincidences that seem to be a theme in my crazy multicontinental life. While I was in Cairo I met a British woman who was there teaching salsa full-time. The expat … Continue reading
Evil Comes in Velvet Smoking Jackets/The Zombie Geese
In case you’ve been missing my long-running zombie theme, don’t worry…it’s back. But first, let’s talk about evil. Or more specifically, Faust. That is, the performance of Faust that is currently running at the Young Vic in London. Though it seems some reviewers weren’t that impressed, they’ve been shown up by the good old viewing … Continue reading
Obviously There's Some Sort of Naked Force Field on That Side of the Street
Excerpt from Skirt.com, click the link to read the rest 0 So Naked Chef is still religiously putting his shades down before derobing, but only a few minutes ago I had cause to send the following email to the office across the street (name removed to protect the unclothed): read more Continue reading
How Not to Behave on the Tube (In Which I Do Not Get Slapped)
Excerpt from Skirt.com, click the link to read the rest 0 Late last night I was trying to make it home on the last tube with a friend. (The London underground does not run all night, my dear American readers. They close it for maintenance between midnight-ish and five in the morning.) We didn’t know … Continue reading
The City Lungs and the Country Lungs
Excerpt from Skirt.com, click the link to read the rest 0 While I have been having a good deal of fun here in London, it hasn’t all been hunky dory. For one thing, moving back to a big city seems to be aggravating my asthma again. I looked out at the BT tower a few … Continue reading
Saga of the Sink, or Why I Need a Jeeves
So, all moved into a new house, must be time for my perennial flooding action to kick in, yes? Well, not yet, apparently. I’ve no doubt it’s coming, but for now we’re all still shipshape and watertight. I have been having other problems with my sink, though. Mainly of my own making, as usual. Before … Continue reading
London on my Doorstep
Excerpt from Skirt.com, click the link to read the rest 0 For once my absence hasn’t been due to lack of interesting times or things to post about, but rather I’ve been so flat-out busy getting settled in my new flat. First things first: Naked Guy is now Guy Who Always Pulls the Shades Down … Continue reading
Caitie's New Neighbor: the Naked Chef
Excerpt from Skirt.com, click the link to read the rest 0 Moving is always such a chore. I should know. I’ve moved six times in the past two years. This time wasn’t so bad…I only hit my head on a low overhang three times and dropped something on the mover once. read more Continue reading
My Little Tour of Devon
Excerpt from Skirt.com, click the link to read the rest 0 I’ve been having a grand time saying goodbye to the county I’ve called home for the last four years. My landlady took me to Topsham and Budleigh Salterton a few days ago. I didn’t realize the coastal cliffs along there and parts of Exmouth … Continue reading
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