2023 in Selfies
Old cricketer leaves the crease
The fat lady sings That’s all she wrote There ain’t no more I’m outta here Gone fishin’ That’s all folks The curtain falls Hanging up the gloves Calling it quits That’s a wrap The mic drops Fin Retired -30-
Nobody’s business but the Turks
Here in Istanbul, you find shade where you can, a breeze if possible. Even at the end of September it’s hot here. The summer must be unbearable.
Antalya ili
The gangster was at least half right. The dodgy rental car made the 5 hour drive to Kaş without crapping out.
Muğla ili
...And yes, I noticed that my headgear is even more ridiculous than before.
My Own Private Iliad
We stayed in Parikia, a charming port that manages to be both a gaudy beach town and a pretty old Mediterranean village, with whitewashed alleyways, covered at this time of year with bougainvillea blooms.
My Own Private Odyssey
If I felt my knowledge of history was inadequate when visiting Spain in March, its times two in Athens.
I don’t like cricket.
I love it. And by cricket, I mean test cricket: matches that last for days, scores that run into the hundreds, game officials dressed like scientists. They stop the game for lunch, and then later for tea time, before resuming until the light fades. It is all very unfamiliar and, frankly, weird. And by loving [...]
Baŕkeno
In all likelihood, you’ve been to Barcelona, so you know the highlights.
GR 92
Andrew and I had hoped to squeeze a day of skiing in the Pyrenees1, but it didn't happen2 So after Girona, we headed to Begur to meet up with Izzy and explore the GR 92, a hiking trail along the Costa Brava. The first section we hiked connects Begur to the Mediterranean. The best part [...]
Just Back: Girona
I am so ignorant. I know this, because we just returned from a visit to Girona, in Catalunya.
But wait, there’s more
I've been selfish. I've been writing about my Whistler backcountry adventure, and neglecting to share the great adventures with Phil, Nick, Colin, Heidi, Wendy, Don, Emily and Thomas. In January, Phil and Nick and I rendezvoused in Vermont to ski at Stowe and Killington. Many selfies were taken. And after a stop in Oakville, Heidi [...]
A Day in the Country
I arrived, feeling nervous, at the meeting spot at the appointed time, 8am. There was no one there. A day earlier, I had made a trip to the grocery store to buy lunch for the outing. In the evening I had collected the required gear from the rental shop: backpack, shovel, probe, transceiver, touring skis, [...]
Music 2022
My bad. I just didn't feel like compiling a list of new music from 2021, so this is the first update since 2020 (1). I've also given up the idea of listing the best "albums". It's just a collection of tracks that caught my attention during 2022. Once again, your mileage may vary. No, your [...]
2022 in Selfies
My Mum
Beryl Amy Brannan Beryl Amy Brannan died peacefully at home on 13 November 2022, with her beloved husband William (Bill) Brannan by her side. She was 83 years old. Amy was born on 19 November 1938 in Gourock, Scotland to Margaret and Percy Clark. At the age of 19, she married Bill Brannan in Alexandria, [...]
In pursuit of André Derain
In the fall of 2019, Heidi and I visited a pre-sale exhibition of modern art at Christie's in NYC. It was a revelation on a number of levels. First, there were just so many works on display by a huge variety of big name artists. Many had been in private collections for decades, and presumably [...]
Daily Commute LIX (RTW Edition)
The last time I was in the Prudential office in Newark was 13 March 2020. Today, I went back. (RTW = return to work). It was a miserable day for it: cold, damp, overcast. I had become very comfortable with my work-from-home morning routine: Wordle at breakfast, walk to the Hudson River, run up the [...]
Extremely Canadian Steeps Clinic
That’s Alastair, Stuart, Oliver and Rob.
Daily Commute LVIII
First snow. Hoboken Waterfront
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