We have arrived back home. My dog, who is old and forgetful, is
Stepford
All the waitresses in Vancouver are the same – young, beautiful, tiny,
Tres sophistikay
My other cocktail pick for Summer (and apologies if I’m way out of date – I don’t get out much) is the French 75. Gin, bubbles, lemon juice and sugar syrup. Yum. And lots of vitamin C.
Outlook: end of the world
Conditions remain apocalyptic here. Can smell the smoke in the air; it’s like Christchurch in the 80’s. What they need is some Wellington style fresh air.
Yum!
Cocktail prediction for this Summer (although far be it from me to
Reminiscing
When I return to NZ this weekend, and have settled back into my usual
Correction
Actually on second thought, Vancouver is more like Auckland but with proper public transport
Oh Canada – part deux
If North America and New Zealand had a baby, it would be Canada. The
Tell ‘em straight
There’s no pussyfooting around the harsh realities of life for the
Oh Canada!
I don’t think any Canadians live in Vancouver. Everyone I’ve met sounds American. I did hear one guy who sounded Canadian, though. He’s probably from Minnesota, eh?