Why the Canadians love us

Trip Start Jul 31, 2009
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Friday, August 7, 2009

Hey guys! The last entry works now - so if you gave up on it, feel free to have another go. Wednesday was a pretty awesome day all round, after the match I got home and one of the folks from upstairs (Wafaa) informed myself and Keegan that there was a gathering going on down on the porch. This led to a night out, where I met some cracking people - mostly Canadians (one American - eep!) - and we went to a crazy 60's themed bar night. It was fantastic - everyone had a great time and unlike most clubs it seemed like no time at all until last orders and we all went home. I kipped over at a mate's place (and was thrilled when she turned out to love Mighty Boosh and Blackadder among others) and headed back homeward the next day. Not a lot happened - it was more or less a day of catching up with people and I finished Twelfth Night - but there's now a German lass staying with us who met Naomi her first time in Toronto (3 years ago) until about the 16th I think.

There's another hike tomorrow which I may or may not take depending on what other plans are being thrown around, but today I managed to make it to Fort York! I wasn't quite right, in that the major battle that was fought here (the battle of York - before it was renamed Toronto) resulted in the British losing. The americans had about 2,200 troops as opposed to our 600 which just isn't cricket. In a brash and bold "we're taking our ball home" gesture, the Brits blew up the Magazine (a brick building used to store the fort's gunpowder) before retreating which resulted in 250 American casualties and only a handful for the good guys. The real victory came after the Americans left - the Brits rebuilt the fort and the Americans never stood a chance when they tried to get their fleet around it this time around - and we fended them off. A few months later, there was an outbreak of peace and everyone was happy. Well, except the Brits - we were probably complaining about the weather, knowing us.

In any case, it was a great place to visit with overtones of Beamish in a way - the tour guides were all dressed up in authentic colonial garb, and there were military drills going on all day (I later found out that these were genuinely recruits who were being trained to work here over the summer - if it wasn't for the strike I could have maybe gotten a job here. Blast!

Anyway, check the pictures out, because they'll tell more of the story than I can from memory (I'm hungry ergo can't concentrate) and I'll include more detail in the comments for each picture.

Until next time.

James
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mamathome
mamathome on

back on line
Hi James
Just read your latest blog, had a very busy weekend with Kirsty and David. David and dad went to the Hearts match which by all accounts was a none event. Great to hear that you still seem to be managing to enjoy your stay, some interesting photos, lovely seeing one of you.Big parcel has arrived for you from amazon.Down to the last few weeks hope you can still make the most of the opportunities... much love mamx

misskirsty
misskirsty on

i got...
my postcard today!!! Thank you! Pink is indeed fabulous.

I thought you'd enjoy knowing we got 'asked to leave' the Tron last night. We'd had three pints and got refused service. Gemma Val and Nat had only had one or two drinks and none of us could get served. They wouldn't tell us why, I asked to speak to management and was refused (by the guy who turned out to actually be manager that night). We tried talking to the guy we know about it and saying how we're in there ALL THE TIME and they know us and how they've seen us absolutely on the floor and still served us so wtf is up with the new guy?!

So yeah...not happy.

But in other news - I can turn, indicate and do a wee bit of hill starting and still haven't killed anyone. Aren't you proud of me?!

dhaikney
dhaikney on

He's not gay....
... And as far as I know his arse isn't up for rent. But he's definitely Bent. Mam was right about the jambos game. Absolutely nowt happened, hearts probably shaded it.
Most excitement came when the jobsworth stewards started taking all the flags down. Had a belting barbie at mam and dads, let off some fireworks to keep the neighbours entertained.

Going to Bolton on sat with Rex, should be decent. An early kick off at the boozer by the train station. Could spell disaster for turnin up at Kirsty's mates 30th later on that night. I'd go so far to say Rex is a bad influence.

I'll let you know I'm at tescos right now doing the weekly food shop. Me new blower knows no bounds in terms o it's usefulness. Every once in a while I need to shift the trolley along and say sommet like 'aye, coco pops will be fine'

put a dart board up in the office. Health and saftey nil, David one. Bought me some new 'arras' today. 26g tungsten bad boys. The pack said they are called 'the assassins' so I reckon that'll be me darts name. I'll let you know how it goes.

Nearly at the frozen section and I'm starting to get pelters so I'd best go. Take it easy and keep the updates coming. Enjoyed the snaps!

David

dhaikney
dhaikney on

Re: He's not gay....
Update

Kirsty is now refusing to speak to me after my prawn inspired medley. Featuring:

prawn free
prawn slippy
and my fave
prawn in the USA (prawn down in a dead mans town)

rani_moonwolf
rani_moonwolf on

Blog induced flashback
My God, I went to Beamish when I was three. Apparently I screamed the whole time except when I was on the carousel. I went around that thing at least 20 before my parent's lost patience with me.

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