In Auckland concurrently, the lemon tree overloaded with fruit.
Sarah, Prasannavira and Rhea in Montréal together with the Henry
At 420, Rhea centralis
David in New York, in transit to Ottawa from Sydney, via Seoul, New
York, Toronto: victim of attempted mugging, and had his Australian
money picked along with his wallet. NYPD antique equipment present
at station he visited. Note the 'naked cowboy'.
Park, north end of Bronson Ave: looking from here down to the Blues
Festival on Le Breton Flats.
Rhea reading: two more at the park on Somerset opposite to the
apartment block where Gouzenko hid out from the KGB.
Upstairs at the Mekong, where, unfortunately for this occasion, the
service was inordinately slow and accident prone. The birthday lunch
for Raymond Ernest Dickins, July 9th., 2008, when he reached 89.
Dad wondering how to blow the candles out, looking at two cakes,
both with strawberries and lots of trans fats and cholesterol, just right!
In the Minto hotel room, attempting to maintain the Rhea equanimity.
The Pretoria Bridge, left, traversing the Rideau Canal, opened.
Elgin Starbucks, including the inimitable Terry.
Parliament Hill, etc. Notice cocoon on a tower in the distance, the
obvious statement of deterioration, not being halted or repaired
quickly enough to maintain integrity,
either. Note the obvious disparity in the ranks, with the reservists
who form these detachments not being dealt with in a proper fashion.
The north end of Elgin, at the War Memorial
In some images, one can see the deteriorating structure of the
Parliament buildings, which successive governments are too
frightened to fix. What? It's the national centre, the pride of
Canada, and should be maintained properly. Leaks, too, at the
National Archives. What price history?
The Rideau locks, where much water moves, and energy spent, to raise
Lynn and David perambulating, all over Ottawa
First time at Zak's Diner
At Mekong, the two daughters and my granddaughter, too. One daughter
with her mother. And the others.
David, Lynn at Blues Festival at Le Breton: unlike Glastonbury, Isle
of Wight, etc., in UK, the seat sitters upset the scenario. Dancing
suffers, which does not help the performers and, equally, holding it
within earshot of downtown does not help with sound levels. Move it
elsewhere, and have autobus shuttles. No cars should be allowed
The soap, the soap. On the way to the Museum of Civilisation
(Katharine, Prasannavira, Sarah, Rhea) and a view from there. From
the Québec side, one sees the majestic buildings of Parliament Hill,
and the Art Gallery. From Ontario, one sees the particularly ugly
edifices erected by both Canada and Québec. Pathetic planning. And,
on the le Breton flats, the condominium monstrosity built near to
the War Museum. Who on earth allowed that eyesore?
At Zak's Diner
Maman, at the National Art Gallery. The mammoths outside the Natural History
On Sparks Street
Isherwood perambulations in reverse
Alors, 420 Gloucester
Bike ride to Gatineau Park, trois des anglaises avec David
Boat trip from the foot of the locks onto the Ottawa River, showing
the falls, the bridges, the other side of the river, and the fact
that the Ottawa river carries far less water than it did immediately
after the last Ice Age. That's why the Rideau Falls are falls.
Later that day
Southern Cross, the Tex-Mex restaurant, last evening of the main
Various, including photos Lynn took after David went back to Oz.
Raymond Ernest on Sparks and Elgin, July 20th., 2008, watching flowers grow
At 420 25th/27th July