Colonial One

Well, well, well...

This post finds your humble fabulist in parts foreign. Canada to be fairly general, and Toronto to be precise. News Sluice’s temporary location while the plumbers are in is situated on the dining table of Caroline.

My planned excursions are the fairly obvious (CN tower, Niagara Falls) combined with the less touristy (meeting up last night for a Mexican meal with DMc, John Callaghan and the mighty Jim Henshaw, as well as doing a spot of trawling round the musical instrument stores on Monday with John, in search of a Geddy Lee signature bass and whatever else I might be able to somehow convince myself I can take back as carry-on...).

Caroline has been a top girl in providing hospitality, as well as a small beach-head for Imperial Blogging™ in the colonies. The food seems edible, the natives are friendly and the internet over here goes at warp speed - hurrah!

Very nice colonies they seem too. It’s always slightly disorienting for someone who grew up in towns and cities that grew and twisted into their current forms over hundreds, if not thousands of years to be plonked down in a grid-plan city. There seem to be no points of obvious reference with which to orient oneself. Obviously there are, I’m just not seeing them.

Several DVDs have been purchased, including a couple of requests from back in the Old Country™, as well as a few items of clothing from Roots 73. Undoubtedly there will be purchasing aplenty before I sheepishly attempt to return home with half of Canada in a case. The strength of the British pound is quite something to behold when confronted with a pile of DVDs that total what you’d expect to pay for just the second series of Extras. Eerie.

Still, off to the theatre next week, guitar shopping and, if the weather holds out, catching a movie at a drive-in somewhere out of town.

More soon! I might even throw out a review of Rush’s new album if I can actually find a copy in a store... (Best Buy didn’t have any, the bastards...)