Wednesday, 28 October 2009

Looks like the randomer will have to wait

So it looks like Rosie will be invited to write a guest blog entry. Although I'm still intrigued by those who voted for a random, who was it you wanted? A policeman? An ice cream seller? Leonard Cohen? Well I guess whoever it would have been will have to wait. Not that it matters to me I suppose, I didn't even vote in the end. So I'll consult with the aspiring writer and get back to you.

A friend from work in Cambridge is staying in Vancouver at the moment, doing a similar thing to myself, so it's good to see a familiar face. As we said though it was pretty weird, two people from the same company in southern England meeting for lunch in a food court in Vancouver. He's a Liverpool fan but nobody's perfect.

Not a great deal to report since the Friday night's exploits. Cat guy came in a the shop again, even one of the customers was being careful not to scare the cat. "It's OK, she trained herself to do this". Fair enough, but I still can't help wondering why? You'll also be pleased to know I successfully quelled an urge to buy an Xbox 360. It's bad enough having both a PS3 and a 360 at home, let alone here.

And this is serious - Vancouver Public Library is awesome. I joined last week and the amount of stuff you can borrow for free is amazing. Tons of DVDs, obviously books and Greg told me they have games somewhere. I somehow found Hotel Babylon, how did a relatively obscure BBC series make it across here? But you name it they have it; Monty Python, The Outer Limits, I even spied 'Allo 'Allo, how random is that? And all for free. Even the crappy Ipswich library charges about 3 quid to borrow DVDs. Maybe I'm just a library novice and this is normal.

Mum and Dad return from Vancouver Island tomorrow and all is set for an emotional farewell at the airport as they head home on Friday. Emotional for them because they won't see their son for another few months and emotional for me because I'll have to start paying for my own meals again. In fact - remind me to get mother to repair the hole in my trousers before they leave.

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