Ahead of things

Cable
It’s good to be ahead of things. I caught the estate agent off guard this morning – and it makes me feel more confident in a ‘I know something you don’t know’ way.

I’ve been checking out cable internet in Amsterdam – one of my colleagues recently got it and says it is ace which is good to hear because I heard otherwise earlier. Surfing within the Netherlands is very fast, outside this country not all that fast but still better than dial-in.

It costs 500 guilders to get it set up – including ethernet card and modem, and then 90 a month. The Utrecht cable company will be offering it for 50 a month, so I hope A2000 will take note and lower their prices.

Books
I’ve started in Carn, Patrick McCabe’s first novel and am reading his children’s book The Adventures of Shay Mouse on the side. I’m only a few pages into Carn but it’s structure seems fairly similar to his later books. The subject matter is similar too – different people’s lives entwining, with the IRA violence in the background. It’s the language that is different, less humourous, less flowerly, less bedtime story. It might make me appreciate McCabe more. I often wonder what his own story is. How much of himself is there in the characters he invents?

Embarrassing

It *must* be something I eat. I suffer from migraines and they always make me feel sick. I was in bed yesterday, when the the phone rang.

Halfway through the conversation, I was violently ill & puked all over the carpet. The phone dropped to the floor. A bit embarrassing but what can you do?

I’m putting my money on milk products, I ate a lot of fresh cheese on Saturday.

Then again… it could have been the raw fish, but I doubt it.

Embarrassing

It *must* be something I eat. I suffer from migraines and they always make me feel sick. I was in bed yesterday, when the the phone rang.

Halfway through the conversation, I was violently ill & puked all over the carpet. The phone dropped to the floor. A bit embarrassing but what can you do?

I’m putting my money on milk products, I ate a lot of fresh cheese on Saturday.

Then again… it could have been the raw fish, but I doubt it.

Who’s afraid…

Wanted to work a bit more on my tan but it just wasn’t sunny enough, so I spent this Saturday watching Richard Burton & Elizabeth Taylor battle it out in “Who’s afraid of Virginia Wolf”. Burton manages to look sexy in a cardigan, Taylor is driven and sensual. I don’t think any of today’s ‘actresses’ – those bland waifs they have in the movies now – would be able to conjure up such angry sadness. Kathy Bates perhaps, but she hasn’t the glamour that’s undeniably there in Taylor.

I got a phonecall during the film, one of these phone polls, I had to answer questions about Dutch railway advertising. The woman asking me the questions seemed to have a speech defect, more than once I had to just guess at what she was saying. I’m quite willing to help but always get frustrated with the people they hire to do such jobs.

A few books arrived from Amazon.com: the Xenophobe’s guide to the Dutch – funny, but not as biting as I remembered it. Also: ‘Dutch Moderne’ a gorgeous book on Dutch design of the 20’s and 30’s. I wouldn’t mind some of those old posters to put up on the wall of my house to be.

Cormee signed the guestbook, silly boy didn’t leave a e-mail address.

Who’s afraid…

Wanted to work a bit more on my tan but it just wasn’t sunny enough, so I spent this Saturday watching Richard Burton & Elizabeth Taylor battle it out in “Who’s afraid of Virginia Wolf”. Burton manages to look sexy in a cardigan, Taylor is driven and sensual. I don’t think any of today’s ‘actresses’ – those bland waifs they have in the movies now – would be able to conjure up such angry sadness. Kathy Bates perhaps, but she hasn’t the glamour that’s undeniably there in Taylor.

I got a phonecall during the film, one of these phone polls, I had to answer questions about Dutch railway advertising. The woman asking me the questions seemed to have a speech defect, more than once I had to just guess at what she was saying. I’m quite willing to help but always get frustrated with the people they hire to do such jobs.

A few books arrived from Amazon.com: the Xenophobe’s guide to the Dutch – funny, but not as biting as I remembered it. Also: ‘Dutch Moderne’ a gorgeous book on Dutch design of the 20’s and 30’s. I wouldn’t mind some of those old posters to put up on the wall of my house to be.

Sold 2 Gavin Friday books today, I’m really running out of copies now, I think there’s just one or two boxes left. I really do want to do a follow up. Maybe when I retire.

Comfortable

I felt quite comfortable in the house I had a look at today. It seemed familiar, slightly tatty – its interior almost exactly the way I would have decorated it. The owner never did much with it and that is probably exactly how I would have kept it… except I want to make a fresh start and get my new place done up properly. So I guess it is perfect. I have all the colours in my head. They are in fact the colours your see on this page. Khaki, terra & black.

The house had wooden floors, not the posh ones though. Two balconies, back and front, a large living and a smaller bedroom, a kitchen big enough for me to make huge meals in, and separate shower & bathroom.

The neighbours *all* work in public tv… that means they all commute to Hilversum, like I do.

The house isn’t officially on sale yet, so I was the first to see it, and the first to be interested… apart from the downstairs neighbours who are toying with the idea to expand their space.

There are lots of antique and second hand shops in the area so I can probably get all I need close by. Cooker, fridge, all that.

I’m worried about the bedroom floor, it needs work… a paintjob or carpeting. Love the 2 fireplaces (not in use… they house the gas heaters) great place to put my religious statues. Nice long walls to put up my art posters.

Strange coincidences: the owner had a Stenberg postcard on the wall (see Dag July 4) and the same plastic statue of Maria that I have.

P’raps ‘t was meant to be.

Now comes the waiting and negotiating.

Comfortable

I felt quite comfortable in the house I had a look at today. It seemed familiar, slightly tatty – its interior almost exactly the way I would have decorated it. The owner never did much with it and that is probably exactly how I would have kept it… except I want to make a fresh start and get my new place done up properly. So I guess it is perfect. I have all the colours in my head. They are in fact the colours your see on this page. Khaki, terra & black.

The house had wooden floors, not the posh ones though. Two balconies, back and front, a large living and a smaller bedroom, a kitchen big enough for me to make huge meals in, and separate shower & bathroom.

The neighbours *all* work in public tv… that means they all commute to Hilversum, like I do.

The house isn’t officially on sale yet, so I was the first to see it, and the first to be interested… apart from the downstairs neighbours who are toying with the idea to expand their space.

There are lots of antique and second hand shops in the area so I can probably get all I need close by. Cooker, fridge, all that.

I’m worried about the bedroom floor, it needs work… a paintjob or carpeting. Love the 2 fireplaces (not in use… they house the gas heaters) great place to put my religious statues. Nice long walls to put up my art posters.

Strange coincidences: the owner had a Stenberg postcard on the wall (see Dag July 4) and the same plastic statue of Maria that I have.

P’raps ‘t was meant to be.

Now comes the waiting and negotiating.