Christmas came and went! I am finally on my way back to London and leave on January 26. I'm really looking forward to it, and more so as the temperature here plunges. I find myself wondering if anything will be familiar in London and suddenly remembering things and, oh yeah, that's it... Will I feel like a stranger or will everything come rushing back to me the minute I hit Paddington Station?
Hackney will seem very odd indeed after pristine Toronto. Even this scrubby Chinatown back alley is neat and clean compared to the avenues of Hackney! Will I be repelled or will I embrace them?
Robin is backsliding but I can't stay. I will do what I can in these next few weeks -- can you say concerted effort -- and launch him solo once again. I'll be back in June, after all.
I was talking to Geoffrey Rockwell (hi, GR!) about the guilt of not blogging. Well, it seems it's not just neurotic moi who has these thoughts. Unlike you, GR, I am not convinced that a blog is dying if time goes by without blogging...my blog evolves and morphs as it will...it's just the tides of time, the state of my mind, my desire to share, my need to SPEW... So, hell, it's my blog and I'll write if I want to!