hello tuesday.

darlings

*looks_around*

gosh.

another Tuesday?

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so soon?

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAwell.

what shall we talk about?

do you have tea?

we have tea.

oh good, you’re sorted.

then we’ll begin.

did you remember it was Mozart’s birthday yesterday?

we celebrated by listening to much of his Greatest Hits and felt Rather Rousing while conducting an imaginary string quartet while driving down sunset boulevard….

https://soundcloud.com/nicola_loghrin/mozart-eine-kleine-nachtmusik

—-en route to another person beginning with M’s birthday!

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and what else shall we tell you about?

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while waiting (checks/cheques, Commissions, code to be examined on Current “gigs” and consultancy proposals to be consulted About before hired On and probably other things beginning with C but that’s quite Enough to be going on with) we’ve been enjoying a perusal down the Beverly Hills Library Section where the Philosophy books live.

This One particularly caught our eye (bet you spotted that one too) – and it’s jolly good.

more on Mr. J. Baggott’s text when we’ve finished it.
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well! we were Very Pleased to receive a Piece of Post from the sprite!

whom – you may well recall – because it was a jolly good drawing – we spent a (probably rather cold, it being on the Other coast at that time) splendid afternoon with Two Years Ago, almost to the day (that day being January 29th 2012 you see).

let’s all wish the sprite the customary theatrical cry of “break a leg” for her performance in Manhattan (or was it in an Outer Borough/off Broadway?)

in other news, we took a small break in the proceedings today and met up with our old friend Amy (she’s not at all old, but we first met her over a decade ago now) and her small son, young Master. J. as he shall be known here.

who has a most excellent collection of spiderman miniature cars.
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such fun.

highly recommended.

letters from the East Coast and some pretend race track adventures with miniature cars.

and now we return to normal transmission – and Back to Work.

thank you so much for popping by!

books, baseball, bleachers: saturday in la canada flintridge

darlings

we took a trip East about 20 miles yesterday and visited not one but two libraries (bliss), watched a few moments of a baseball game near the bleachers (doesn’t every Californian high school remind one of the movie with Mr. Travolta?), eavesdropped on the local orchestra rehearsal in the community room and bought a paper bag of ripe peaches at the farmer’s market.

another perfect saturday – but a first for us – we’d never been up to la canada flintridge but it’s starting us thinking about visiting ALL of the other branches in the Los Angeles County Library System 

because many of them have such great histories – for example – here’s the story behind the one in Florence (that would be L.A county, not Italia, darlings)

Library service to the Florence community began in 1914 as a collection of 125 titles housed in the home of Fred W. Cleland at 1920 E. Florence Avenue, with Mrs. Maude Cleland as the volunteer custodian of the collection. On June 30, 1915, the collection of 508 books was moved to the Florence Avenue Elementary School.

In 1920, the collection of 1,000 books and 11 magazine subscriptions was moved into a building with a converted stable at 7607 Crocket Boulevard. In 1924, the library was housed at 7215 Beach Boulevard and was again moved in 1931/32 to a storefront building at the corner of Makee Street and Florence Avenue. This storefront facility was refurbished in 1964 for the 50th anniversary of the Florence Library.

In 1970, the library was moved to the current location. The Library was refurbished beginning December 2001 and reopened May 2002.

 and the one we visited yesterday in la canada flintridge (such a curious name for a town – we saw no flint at all – and nothing reminded us of Canada – well, it was Very Green, tis true) has been circulating books since 1913.

The La Cañada Flintridge Library was established in May 1913 and was originally housed in the rear of a general store. It was the second branch of the Los Angeles County Public Library system.

The library was moved in 1915 to the La Cañada Elementary School where it remained through 1934. At that time, the library relocated again to a Foothill Boulevard store location where it stayed until June 1947.

A La Cañada Elementary School shop building provided temporary quarters until a library was built and opened on February 22, 1951. The library’s current building was opened on June 16, 1971.

The library was refurbished in 1998 to freshen the interior and the checkout desk was replaced in 2002.

they seem to have had a distinct fan of Mr. Neil Simon sometime in the book buying late 70s too (so interesting to find patterns in purchasing….)

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happy sunday darlings.

isn’t life delicious?

exhale on ventura highway

we have no idea if we have the apartment – we just dropped off the Application and a small amount of cash to get it processed by the Powers that Be and we will know tomorrow.

but we Do believe that the right apartment will find us – and have been told as much over the years.

plus it’s Quite the Nicest way to think.

don’t you agree?

a few pictures?

why yes.

we just left silverlake (thank you maria!) and have moved into a hotel for the last two nights before we return to NYC – hopefully with lease in hand and start to make Plans to Pack.

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this is dawn breaking over los angeles (somewhat wistfully as you can see) on christmas morning as we broke bread (well, pain au chocolat with a side of berries to be honest) with George.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

this is a cutie no doubt able-to-be-purchased (perhaps for next Holiday season, darlings?) from Yolk as we were staying with Maria – who owns Yolk (and has an Eye for colo{u}r and cute whimsical things as you can tell). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

this is Rosie who is often whimsical and sometimes naughty (and lives with Maria). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

these two chargers (don’t they look like Horses in a way? – so proud and tall and glorious)? are Ballou and Snowball (snowball is the black one).

we took them for a walk in the canyons and hills with Holly yesterday (together with 3 other dogs, not shown – we need to get them to sit still with a treat in front of their eyes next time to get real concentration and amusement and subtle dog-smiles). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Ballou poses to order. beautiful. majestic, in fact. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

this was the View from the top (which is So Different from the View from the top of a skyscraper and we Mused on that as we stood there, asking the dogs to stand with us and gaze in wonder as the sun fell onto the large-scale multi-million dollar movie star houses below). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

on the way down the hill we saw so many pretty lights and could smell the night-blooming jasmine – a most dreamy and life-affirming walk. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

this morning we woke Very Early and with some trepidation.

we were going to view APARTMENTS.

and hopefully find one to live in. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

luckily Maria came with us in bronze clogs so we had the gods-of-style-and-Luck on our side. OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

this is Jake who lives at Maria’s house too.

he really wanted to come.

he promised to hold our Information Sheet in readiness for prospective landlords but we had to leave him to rest instead.

but he will definitely get to visit.

we went to see a few places (the first one was SCARY). and then found the one we would love to live in, for at least a year (as our lovely friend-in-england, Tina, says – nothing is permanent and that was good to remember). OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

after all the Excitement of the Viewings, we dropped off our application and went back to silverlake to admire the new festive paintwork on Yolk and sip a small glass of Perrier and take our leave of the more easterly side of Los angeles (after a Most Diverting trip to see a photographer’s studio – more on that Individual when we Return to the city, we feel sure……fascinating)

with the sun in our eyes we headed West – and took a deep EXHALE on Ventura Highway  (remember the song? it’s always on KEarth101 – the classic-california-radio station and particularly fabulous to sing along with if the moon roof is open and the Shades Are On)
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especially if one is wearing a leather jacket and a smile and removing the elastic from the ponytail and letting it cascade over one’s shoulders and get all tangly in the sunshine-breezes while driving a mini cooper down laurel canyon and singing really lustily into the treetops who smile back because we might have a lease pending on an apartment and even if we don’t quite yet, there will be somewhere else, in time, to rest our (cloche) hat.

medical leave day 7: afraid of the wound beneath.

so we see the surgeon again tomorrow.

and – if all goes well, he’ll remove the white gauze and steri-strips (as we believe they’re called) and the wound will be revealed.

we’re terrified.

our throat is still agony (and voice-less) and it feels like swallowing razor blades (especially when taking the mammoth 14 x calcium pills a day) and we’re dizzy and everything takes so long (yeah, we get it “slow down” “no rush” – You try being on medical leave – as the americans say “it sucks.”) and we are famous (or at least perhaps, on reflection, irritating, hmmm?) for multi-tasking and Right Now We Can’t.

thank god for Judi Dench.

many have said this, of course, particularly directors-of-movies and those-that-have-run-the-national-theatre (england/national).

her audiobook (although confusingly read by Samantha Bond who is also lovely but not yet a Dame – as far as we know – or a National Treasure) has kept us company through the slow hours of recovery from illness. she’s a joy. rather tart (brisk/no nonsense) at times. and very, very english.

we’ve been thinking (never a good idea at the best of times) about Being English (although as we’ve shared before, we have the bloods of three warring nations running through our veins so the British never saw US as particularly PLU – people like us – for those not up on their U and Non-U Nancy Mitford era slang).

but we did grow up there.

and we’ve been away for a decade (in the USA in case you’re new to teamgloria – both Coasts – five years each).

and we are the product of the English Boarding School System (Latin, Prep, giggling behind long freshly-washed hair, slightly sturdy knees in hockey socks, a School Spirit, nuisance-order-conduct-marks-as-punishment, Ancient History and a quite shocking view of the world via colonial lens from several Masters-in-Gowns – not the modern ones like the groovy art teacher with-a-beard – shocking.)

but we went-on-a-Scholarship (yeah, poor, but Very Bright) so don’t come from that world (but we can fake it deliciously when needed as you can imagine, darlings).

are we meant to stay here?

or go back?/

not today obviously. we can barely walk around the block without stopping twice on a wooden bench and leaning on our companion of the visiting schedule at the time.

you see – like Judi – we’d love to be a Dame.

eventually.

and age gracefully in our garden tending the roses with a large brimmed hat, a delightful smock (probably vintage Laura Ashley pattern), lots of jolly tea parties with rip-roaring naughty stories (yes, William, you’ll definitely be there for those), playing Mozart on our full-size grand late into the night (ladies of a certain age in the British Isles do this, you see), re-reading all the greats, occasionally receiving our agent and accepting a speaking engagement with our literary fans at Claridges or a tea at Foyles (That would be Lovely)……you get the picture.

but what about the rain?

tis true. that was always depressing. and we don’t even eat Victoria Sponge cake so the tea parties might disappoint the vicar.

perhaps (team gloria stretches out of the impending depression of post-general-anasthetic-into the light once more) we’ll do all this back on the Other Coast, in the Canyon, like Christopher.

then all our friends from the Eastern Seaboard can fly to escape the harsh cruel winters/summers and william can come for the summer (and Write His Novel) – and George can drive down (or we’ll send our driver) and AH isn’t far and Maria lives at lake-that-isn-t-silver and our english friends can have the guest house for weeks on end and write and paint (or be frivolous as they wish) and we can swim and have tea parties while wearing Large Jackie O Glasses and generally act a lot like Anita Loos.

ok. we’re back on track. melancholy (as Bryon said – no? the British Disease) is a natural component of post-surgical-experience.

we hate it.

it’s hard being sick.

and we miss you out there.

especially when we have to go out with our wound showing and our neck exposed.

is this what it means to be vulnerable?

shudder.

still – yesterday was splendid in terms of our three visitors. here’s a few teasing shots of our day with a tiny bit of commentary.

we still can’t talk on the phone and we didn’t sleep much so wrote a lot of old-fashioned thank you cards last night (william – thank you also for the new card it arrived yesterday!)

R brought baby S to visit (and a beam-of-sunshine came earlier and walked us around the block and read to us which was delicious). R read BEAUTIFULLY from Armistead Maupin (a theme of our medical leave if you recall).

K came (in a very crisp check shirt post-work and smart trousers) to walk us in the evening and treat us to supper and tried to be polite as our eyes watered every time we took a bite and was very patient at our whispering (note to self – whispering is inaudible outside the apartment). Then he also read Armistead (it’s a ripping tale).

and finally – sleep not descending – we wrote the cards (see earlier picture) and watched a double feature…

can we admit that we’re still rather disappointed that the Day Job has not even sent a card?

and we’re also surprised that people are sending emails and getting what appears to be irritated that we’re not responding. and don’t get us started on the People That Call and get surprised we’re not Picking Up (did they not get we just had Our Throat Slit and Can’t BLOODY TALK?!)

curious.

we’re sick, people.

get over it.

if you know us in RL do send a postcard. naturally we’re scrapbooking this entire experience and our post lady is bringing up all parcels to our apartment as we left a note in our mailbox downstairs and she’s awfully nice so the post is a welcome distraction each day.

that’s the main thing we miss from England.

the thwack of the post as it hits the horsehair mat.

especially as – many moons ago – S and I used to throw down a movie script just to imagine what it would sound like coming through the door – (although, in those days, he was an actor and we didn’t know we’d become a suit in the sniper fire of midtown manhattan)…….but you never know what we’re going to become NEXT.

something’s HAPPENING.

we can Feel Life Change inside us.

heading to pacific ocean, shutters and then yolk!

omg. we are so excited. almost in los angeles. yeah, still in seat 30e (yup, a middle one) but surprisingly comforting having people either side…..

so – upon arrival on the Other Coast we always do the following:

1. drive to shutters, park the car (the bliss of valet parking), freshen up, drink a pot of tea

2. put feet in pacific ocean

3. drive to silverlake

4. say hello to maria at YOLK!

do visit Yolk (not necessarily today, although today is also a good day to shop at Yolk)