Nothing to report at work. There was a mixed reaction to the Opening Ceremony; some thought it was boring, others liked the first half but not the second, some enjoyed it, others didn’t get it. I get the feeling that there were a few in jokes or moments that you could only really appreciate of you were British.
In my solitude I’m becoming a gym regular, well compared to my London gym attendance which is never. After a run and pumping some iron I didn’t feel like sitting in the cave and it was a beautiful evening, crisp but clear as the sun was setting on a hazy horizon. I went back to Clement Street, my new favourite, and picked a Taiwanese restaurant. They had run out of Lion’s Head, a giant pork meatball, which was initially recommended, so I had sweet and sour rat fish instead. It was delicious and reminded me of take aways from the Near Chinese at Elgin Crescent, S&S must taste the same the world over (excepting possibly its origin) and it certainly tastes the same no matter what the meat is. The fish tasted of S&S sauce with just the texture to hint at what it was. The only downside of this kind of food is that if you’re eating on your own and want any kind of variety then you have to order enough for about four. I’m so used to having a bit of everything that having just one dish seems wrong. I took my leftovers with me hoping to find a bum to give them to, but like buses, when you want one there are none around, so I left it on top of a dustbin hoping that it would be found.
It was a great evening, just one of those moments when it feels good to be alive and to enjoy simple pleasures of breathing fresh air and eating food. I didn’t wish that anyone was with me, I was happy to enjoy those pleasures on my own.
My fortune cookie said ‘As one door opens another shall open”. Make what you will of that.
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