ciao manhattan and see ya brooklyn


we’re packed (again) and heading off to the airport in a black town car in approximately 45 minutes (give or take – actually no, we’re Very Precise)

another lovely day.

and some Very delicious meetings at our Publisher’s (such a lovely word) NY HQ if we may say so – *bigsmiletocamerawhileholdingbook*

and here’s one that you’ll remember, we’re sure – the words-in-your-head are underneath.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Harry Burns: Doesn’t matter because the sex thing is already out there so the friendship is ultimately doomed and that is the end of the story.

Sally Albright: Well, I guess we’re not going to be friends then.

Harry Burns: I guess not.

Sally Albright: That’s too bad. You were the only person I knew in New York.


ciao manhattan – and see ya, brooklyn……..

darlings – we’ll see you in London in the morning.

have a gorgeous evening/night/morning whatever Time Zone you’re currently residing in.


fade to black (pashmina).

manhattan moments and brilliant bits of brooklyn too.


a lovely day!

pictures first.

actually only pictures.

s o   t i r e d.

we must sip ginger tea and get ready for meetings tomorrow morning (at our Publishers – such a lovely Prospect).


and more manhattan tomorrow.

then plane ride 2 in the 10 flights there and back on the Voyage Out To South Africa.


it’s all going rather well.

bedtime in brooklyn


we are now most definitely En Route for the long voyage out to south africa.


the 1st of 10 (gulp) flights over the next 19 days took off at 06:45 hours (yes, that meant a Car Came At 4AM)…


it was a HUGE plane and we felt Very Grateful that we didn’t have to sleep in the airport like some people who were changing planes from the night flight from Australia. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

in fact, we’re going to sleep Soundly (because we’ve already had a nap and it was indeed delicious) Here.


the nicest thing about staying with friends (as opposed to a Hotel) is that one can Catch up and have supper and chat and then be told (kindly) that “a Bath with Epsom Salts might be nice?” and one agrees, thankfully and suddenly the taps (faucets for our American friends) are turned on and Epsom Salts are poured liberally in and a candle lit and one is left to s o a k blissfully while listening to a book programme on Radio 4 (BBC – *doffsCap*) .


and then – a while later – one is Very much Revived and takes a little Constitutional around the block (or five) to get into the right Time Zone (always important when we’ll be passing through quite a few in the next 19 days) and sips a lot of mineral water (flat, not fizzy today) and then settles down with a few good books. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA


it *does* feel like a rehearsal for England now you come to mention it.

nap, bath, books, Radio 4 and crisp white cotton comforter with contrasting blue sheet.


good night.

sleep well.

and tomorrow we’ll Explore Manhattan all over again.

isn’t that delicious?

autumn in brooklyn with mr. auden.


we’ve had a Lovely few hours in Brooklyn and now we pack our simply silver surprisingly lightweight samsonite suitcase (with wheels) and wait for the Town car to take us to the Airport and back to the Other Coast once more.

but first – some pictures – because it was a truly glorious day over here in brooklyn.


this was the View from the most magnificent apartment where we stayed last night (sparky’s human guardians are Very Chic and they have an enormous amount of shoes – not shown – but we opened the hall closet and stood back in some amazement and Awe).

we admired this View as we stood with the dark embrace of caffeine and the terrible effects of a red eye flight – and another to come, working non-stop and the ever-present jet lag…..but still – if One Has to work in such a way – what a View to celebrate one’s achievements, non?OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

sparky was wearing cerulean blue for Wednesday. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

which matched the sky seen over the water towards downtown manhattan and all those banking executives preparing for a short lunch of a sandwich at their desk (because times have changed). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Autumn is really here on this Coast.

love lane *shivers* with delight (we mis-read it wrongly at first too)OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

very elegant stonework abounds over in Brooklyn with plenty of shady corners and dark undergrowth and towering trees (no skyscrapers here darlings). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

oh! how lovely. a Pete Seeger fan, clearly. *winningsmiletocamera*OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Pumpkins everywhere! but looking especially autumn-y on stoops. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

a lyrical bloom stretching to the sunlight (still a little chilly, could have done with a scarf around its swan-like neck). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

berries! how christmassy and gorgeous. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

what’s this?

oh my!



we had No Idea it was Here!OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAdid he like the angels or growl at them as he entered the portal of number one montague street?

for this is where he was inspired to write New Year’s Letter (known as The Double Man as well, apparently).

we adore Auden.

and Brooklyn.

most especially poetry inspired in brooklyn.

“Love each other or perish”  – Auden.


“Let me see what I wrote so I know what I think” – Auden

“The center that I cannot find is known to my unconscious mind.” – Auden

“All the rest is silence
On the other side of the wall,
And the silence ripeness,
And the ripeness all.” – Auden

it appears that Brooklyn has attracted many writers – many of whom have left us their words and passed on to the great library (we imagine it is thus) somewhere beyond the stars that twinkle before the dawn – and of course Mr. Auster – but the Writer we really Wanted to see was unable to do so on This Trip but we hope to catch up with him next time and tell you all about it…..

Travel broadens the mind (but it need not widen the girth if one eats simply).

melancholia mixed with deliciousness.



such an ODD feeling back in Manhattan and the sheer irony of drawing back the shades this morning – or finding the button that denoted “morning” which electronically opened the blackout shades and then another button that said “open shears” which we worked out meant net curtains and not gardening implements to deadhead roses and seeing Our Former Employer’s Skyscraper bold as you like, slap bang in the middle of our View.

how we giggled.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAwe had a sense of deja Vu about this trip (as surprisingly last minute-and-fleeting-of-a-business-glam-experience as it was) and also a deep melancholia at what-had-happened-before and what happens next (whatever That Is).OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAluckily we have friends in KOREA who can explain it to us (because we’re Terribly International) as this feeling came over us at just about Twilight (Manhattan does a very good moody almost-winter late evening silky dusk you see that somehow tears the heart strings)b88676ac351f11e3a3ff22000a1fb762_8here’s what lovely heej_lee left as a virtual note on our picture post on Instagram (so Modern as William would say)>>>>>

“We have this phrase in Korean, 시원섭섭, which means you’re glad in part but you’re also nostalgic/missing the old days in part. Hope the trip down memory lane is a pleasant one. :)”

isn’t that just perfect?

and so better summed up thus – 시원섭섭 – than in English characters or a Western Idiom.

yes, that’s EXACTLY how it feels being back here – until tomorrow night – so, alas fleeting, and we have been working Non-Stop so cannot see anyone for social occasions This Time (forgive!

f22fca92351b11e3951622000ab5aaa3_8thank goodness for the chandeliers or we would have been quite overwhelmed after our long day working (at an undisclosed location with we-signed-that-we-would-not-say-who)OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAand also for a stolen hour between leaving the work and finding our friends downtown and then across-a-bridge (more on that Tomorrow):

6a0a1042351511e39f2e22000a1fb37d_8manhattan does a dark wood tavern very well – luckily they had refreshingly sparklingly italian mineral water because we needed that after jet-lag-work-experience (although the work was Glam and very exciting and we WISH we could tell you who it was – you’ll have to wait until January – can you believe that? but it’s worth the w a i t, darlings).

so we checked out of the hotel suite (with chandelier) and took the subway here and there and over to that platform and now to Here – and then, as we sit here writing to you, freshly showered and mascara all removed and well-fed (but not overly so) and quietly winding down……..a small furry creature awaits our presence.


958a01d4353b11e3928022000a9f3c6c_8It’s SPARKY!


goodnight, darlings – from the East Coast.

hanging the exhibition at #snice #soho


tis strange and surreal to be back Here (where we lived for 7 years if you’ve just joined us – and Welcome if you have *winninglooktocamera*)

and rather Glorious, of course.






we had a coffee and a bagel at the counter of a 1929 coffee shop on Fifth and it all felt very teamgloria if you know what we mean – OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

and then we met up with the lovely Jonathan (yes, from one stop nyc) who helped us Hang The Exhibition!OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

the landscapes (from L – R = Paris, Manhattan, Hong Kong, Taiwan) are on the large wall on the right as you walk into ‘sNice on Sullivan Street (in, SoHo, we are Enormously Grateful that we got to have a Show in SoHo, darlings)OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

greg and jim are on the inside right of the front (french) doors. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

brooklyn is above the water cooler.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

nick is centre (drew is to the left but someone was standing there and we couldn’t quite ask them to move as they were Admiring the photograph) and Stacy & Zack are to the Right on the Left wall (if that’s not Too Confusing). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Jorden is above the sweetners. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAand Portugal is to the right of Taiwan (not in RL, just in our show – the Taiwan image has a lot of orange in it so we were trying to blend the colo(u)rs/shades/hues in some sort of Artistic Way).

and then we had Lunch with our Literary Agent at a very chic eatery and felt Quite Overwhelmed – by jet lag, by the exhibition opportunity, by being Back Here, staying with lovely friends and generally Life.

in a very good way, of course.

reasoning with no reason while dreaming of a pickled onion.


we Often suspect that there are Other reasons for being places and going places and experiencing what is and wondering what might be and especially, when one is travel(l)ing – why one is There.

and yet we cannot work out the underlying reasoning behind this trip East.

medical, yes.

to see friends, definitely.

reminding ourselves that yes, 30 degrees is NOT the climate we thrive in ;-)

but there’s something more.

and we can’t quite Put our finger on it.

so we don’t.

sometimes reasoning requires no reason.

it just is.

*humbleBow* and *shySmile*


we have definitely enjoyed the Quietness of Brooklyn. 

and time to have tea with Friends. viewerwith a great deal of waiting-for-results (medical) and dreaming-of-what-is-next (spirit-ness and inspiration-filled).

maybe that was it.

when going Away one appreciates the time that has passed and the progress (very american word, we *almost* say it with a short O these days, eek) that has been Made.

but mostly that one is at Home anywhere.

even inside one’s skin.

fancy that.

we’re flying back Tonight.

and it’s too cold to venture outside until we really have to.

so, on our last morning in brooklyn, we’ll be here – sitting quietly at the kitchen table, writing a novel, the only sound is the comforting tick tock of the clock.

viewer-1and there’s a British chip shop (remember this?) near where we are staying so a pickled onion and a glance at the newspaper might be a splendid diversion and a carb-fest to ward off the freezing temperatures before we fly back to the Other Coast.

see you all on the other side for saturday’s adventures……



sleep calls.


a good day – and all-clear on the immigration-medical-front – so That’s Done – and delivered to the Attorneys (in a sealed envelope – not sure why – we weren’t at all tempted to add notations, notions and corrections).

and now sleep calls………..

would you mind just a Picture Post to represent today?

viewer-1 viewer-2 viewer-3 viewer-4 viewer-5 viewer-6 viewer-7 viewerScreen shot 2013-03-14 at 10.50.23 PMblimey.

no Wonder we’re Exhausted.

many miles covered…….

some by foot, others by train, mostly flights-of-fancy too, of course.

quelle brilliant brooklyn.

so darlings we’re Quite Converted to brooklyn.

had Such a delicious day here – the morning was all taken up with a Visit with a deeply sophisticated friend (we met firstly in a cafe with a chandelier #weadoreachandelier) and then to admire their nouvelle 1930s white spare glorious pied a terre avec the manhattan skyline from the kitchen window *gasps* and had Ever such an inspiring conversation throughout…..most needed. most appreciated. most Kind.




isn’t it gorgeous?

so dreamy.

there were a few hours that were spent in Manhattan this afternoon – but we cannot divulge Those (as yet) – but there was talk of trim size and publication dates so One Might be able to guess as to Where we were.

But back to Brooklyn!

and for some delicious peace and quiet and a ticking clock in the kitchen and a cold blue sky from the window with soft light on parquet flooring near the bannisters upstairs and daffodils on the polished table and lots-and-lots-and-lots of books and yes, in a moment, a cup of tea too.

thank you B & L for looking after teamgloria.


Brooklyn is Rather Delightful.

and very good for shattered nerves after the medical experience of yesterday.

now Let us just take one last Look at That View of Manhattan again:


can’t you Just imagine waking up Very Early and slipping into a soft cotton robe (in eau de nil, perhaps – or bitter dark chocolate suede with a Contrasting Trim) then walking slowly (and elegantly) to the kitchen to brew coffee (one would need to grind the beans fresh, of course, with a view like this) and perhaps climbing out onto the fire-escape and hugging one’s knees and watching the dawn rise over the emerald city?

such an inspiring view to write in front of.

deliriously happy to have seen it.

and the hushed elegance of the apartment that bears such a Vista ahead.

what a difference 122 years makes (when you’d like to stay in America)



a Long Day.


five hours were spent in medical offices – in and out of blue gowns that open-at-the-back which always reminds us Horribly of you-know-what.

now we’re Not Sick (that we know of – in fact since spending the last two months in California we’ve been feeling remarkably Well).

this was for immigration purposes.



we did enter.

one needs to get the All Clear from all contagious diseases (including TB – hence a chest x-ray – have you had one recently? *shudder*) and have blood drawn and needles stuck in one’s arm removing even more blood (look away if you’re squeamish – we’re not – especially after you-know-what and we have to say our blood is a Most Vivid Vermillion, darlings) and then more needles inputting vaccinations and the like.

and then – definitely look away – they check – you know *shudder* for what they quaintly call communicable diseases – lie back and think of england indeed.

in fact if we’d done a little more thinking of England rather than Dreaming Of America as a small person, we wouldn’t be In this Situation.

we had all these tests in 2007 but (careful, careful, careful) it took the powers that be a little longer than perhaps they expected to get round to Us and so they asked for Fresh Tests (we did a whole throwing ourselves on the bed in a Tantrum when we found out – we were Not Well-Behaved – sad to say).

and now we Wait.

for the results.

in the meantime, we thought we’d do a little Research, darlings (a good Education is Never Wasted):

so we’ve been reading about what it used to take when one wanted to Be In America – the whole passage across an unknown and stormy sea, usually in either De Luxe accommodation or the sort of Steerage experience that is best forgotten – and then arrival at Ellis Island.

from 1891, Public Health Service medical officers pounced on anyone who looked Unlikely to make a Good American, but the process was swift and brutal (and without recourse to a second opinion) and took about 6 seconds.

The PHS defined its mission rather narrowly—preventing the entrance of disease to the nation—but PHS officers interpreted their job more broadly. In their eyes, the goal was to prevent the entrance of undesirable people—those “who would not make good citizens” [3]. In the context of industrial-era America, immigrants who would wear out prematurely, requiring care and maintenance rather than supplying manpower, would not make “good” citizens. By 1903 the PHS had elaborated two major categories: “Class A” loathsome or dangerous contagious diseases and “Class B” diseases and conditions that would render an immigrant “likely to become a public charge.”

The diagnostic protocol emphasized the physician’s “gaze,” demonstrating the conviction that disease was written on the body. Dr. Albert Nute, while stationed in Boston, argued that “almost no grave organic disease can have a hold on an individual without stamping some evidence of its presence upon the appearance of the patient evident to the eye or hand of the trained observer” [5]. Exemplifying this notion, PHS regulations encouraged officers to place a chalk mark indicating the suspected disease or defect on the clothing of immigrants as they passed through the line: the letters “EX” on the lapel of a coat indicated that the individual should merely be further examined; the letter “C,” that the PHS officer suspected an eye condition; “S” indicated senility; and “X,” insanity [6].

PHS officers immediately transferred those bearing chalk marks—typically 15 to 20 percent of arrivals—to either the physical or mental examination rooms. In the semi-private, single-sex physical examination rooms, immigrants partially disrobed and were examined with stethoscopes, thermometers, and eye charts. Sometimes height and weight were measured. Those suspected of having mental defects met with a PHS officer who asked them simple questions, such as their name or age, and gave them tests that required manipulation of cubes or puzzles or interpretation of events depicted in photographs. At the conclusion of the medical or mental examination, the immigrant would receive an OK card or a medical certificate.

well, it seems that the borders are still as tightly defended:

SARS, avian flu, bioterrorism: such threats to national security at the dawn of the 21st century have renewed anxieties about controlling disease at the nation’s borders.

and of Course we Completely understand that when it’s Your party you get to make the guest list and hire bouncers to keep out those one doesn’t like.

but we just wish it took Slightly Less Time to decide whether you want teamgloria Here – for good.

because we had a little meltdown on the subway after being poked and prodded and injected and removed of one’s blood.

it’s the Not Knowing that’s hard.

we’ve spent 12 years not making any Concrete Plans for the future.

and now we’re not sure we’d know How To.

the Lovely aspect of this is that one has such a Joie de Vivre about the Day at hand.

because one must stay cheery somehow.

and one has the Nicest friends to stay with while America decides whether to keep us permanently.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAand if, in the end, it decides it doesn’t want us – well – there are Other Countries *looksvaguelytocamera* – Lots, right?

plus we signed our book contract today *blush* and one can Write from anywhere, non?



just somewhere delicious please.

and not Rainy (it was Very Rainy in Manhattan today – quite the frizz).