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Tuesday, 9 October 2018

Play: The Height of the Storm

Went to bed last night to the sound of a newly humming air vent. I actually put on a coat and went out to investigate - it turned out to be a couple of vents near the lifts. It was still humming this morning, when I was rudely awakened by housekeeping tapping on my door. I told her I was still getting up, and rolled over to go back to sleep. That was successful - and I needed the extra with the lack of sleep caused by that humming! Anyway, I re-awoke with half an hour to go to check-out.. cue a hurried departure. I told the guy on reception about the air vent - he made a note.


It was a beautiful day in Amsterdam, as I walked back to Centraal Station.


remember having more trouble once before, with the train to the airport - no such this time, I had change for the machine, I found the platform, and took a seat way before it departed. A 17-minute journey, and I was making my way through security - where I had a couple of issues. Firstly, I needed to get a new bag for my liquids - my old one had torn. Well gee, they're about 20% smaller here - I checked against the old one! Well, I had to do it - the roll-on deodorant had to be sacrificed; of the bulky items, it is the easiest to replace.

Pretty much straight through to the gate - airports never do give you much time to mess around. And gee, Easyjet were much less petty on the return journey about that "one-bag" policy - which I was very glad of, as I'd have hated to try to squish both handbag and duty free into my already bulging case. Had my passport checked heading to the gate. Had it checked at the gate. 40 minutes or so later, I was having it checked at Stansted - I ask you, is this not all a bit excessive? As for the signs saying "100% of passengers' passports checked" - eh, no, they still don't check them on flights from Ireland! And with me typically getting in after midnight, am I glad of that..


Speaking of which, I was able to use the unused portion of an old Stansted Express ticket on my trip into town. And as I checked my plans, I realised that I'd have to make a pit-stop at the office and leave my things there.This evening I was back with Up in the Cheap Seats (UITCS) for The Height of the Storm, at Wyndham's. Booked through What's on Stage. Thing is, it was press night, with an early start..!

Oh Lordy. Well, I dumped my stuff and raced out to the Co-Op to grab something to microwave, raced back and ate it. And by that stage, if I were to get to the theatre in time to socialise, Tube it'd have to be - I went Northern Line all the way, changing branch at Euston to get me down to Leicester Square, which is right next door to the theatre. Goodness, I passed a photo shoot on the way in - but yes, I was entitled to shuffle past it, feeling even scruffier than usual! Grabbed my ticket in the hubbub of the lobby, passing folks in evening dress, and panted my way up all those stairs to the balcony bar, where sure enough, my group were at the back and we passed some convivial minutes in chat. Ordering a white wine, I saw a bottle of chablis on the bar and said that'd do - and it did, very nicely!

Nothing at all wrong with my seat, apart from the lady in front with the big head. "Restricted view" - no, not really! Just high up.


That lady leaned to the left for much of the play, which was handy for me - it was when she moved more to the centre that I had problems.

The play is 80 minutes, straight through - started unusually late, probably because of all the photo-taking! A translation from the French, as you might guess from several French-sounding names, and references to having to travel to Paris for work. We meet an elderly man, Andre (played by Jonathan Pryce), who used to be a great writer. We meet his wife (played by Eileen Atkins) - who may or may not actually be dead. We meet their daughters, and the younger daughter (Elise)'s partner Paul, an estate agent who may, or may not, be about to sell the house from under Andre.

Beautifully acted, beautiful set. The first scene sees an apparently senile old man, being cared for by his wife and daughters, the latter having come for the weekend. Honestly, I found this scene quite slow. Typical stuff, busy daughter with her own life wants to suggest "remedies" for her father's wellbeing that he's not at all happy with. And I was losing patience entirely when whatever we were being set up for at the end was completely contradicted in the next scene! Until.. after some more twists and turns, it seemed to become apparent that what we were watching were actually the twists and turns of the mind of this intelligent man who's losing his faculties. The confusion endemic to someone who's developing dementia, and hardly knows what's real and what isn't, mixing things up in his mind.

Well, that's my take on it, and a few different ones were revealed in the post-show discussion. Anyway, once I latched onto that idea, I decided it was a very clever play - and one that probably merits a second viewing. Not that I'll probably manage that, mind. But - recommended. Most thought-provoking. Runs till 1 December.

Afterwards, many of us repaired to The Hippodrome, where sadly they'd closed our side lounge for renovations, but we made do with the main bar. And as we debriefed, we shared a lovely bottle of fruit pastilles that someone had bought in the theatre - well done, that man! Great to see everyone, and a nice re-introduction to London life, after a few days away.

Tomorrow, I'm with Let's Do This for another Turkish meal - this time at Sofra. It'll also be the first time since June I'll have met Mary! 


On Thursday, film again - already booked though, because they were already selling out. It's part of the London Film Festival at the BFI - Be Natural is the story of Alice Guy - Blaché, the first female filmmaker, and is narrated by Jodie Foster. Then I'm back to Ireland for the weekend, again.

On Monday, back with North London Friends for The Wild Duck, by Ibsen, at the Almeida. I wasn't in time to get one of their tickets, so booked my own - what the hey.

Next Tuesday, comedy with Ahir Shah at Soho Theatre.

On the 17th, a real dose of nostalgia - Mayerling ballet, at the Opera House. My favourite ballet, this was also the last event we attended here with the Man with the Hat. And the second last event ever. At least it'll be less evocative since, for once, I'm sitting facing full-on! He always had us in the slips, so I haven't faced the Opera House stage since I started with his groups! I'd watch it blindfolded just to have him back again, though. We miss you, MwtH.

On the 18th - why, I'm off to Manchester. For U2, unsurprisingly. Yes, I get busier around now as they come around these parts. Taking the train that evening - it was the cheapest, and so much handier than having to make my way to and from airports and watch what I pack! I should arrive walking distance from my hotel, Roomzzz Corn Exchange, which itself is walking distance from the venue, the Manchester Arena. And right beside the shopping centre, apparently! That could be handy.. if only to buy provisions, as this is an aparthotel, so I can cater for myself.

The concerts themselves are on the 19th and 20th, and I'm expecting a more enthusiastic audience than my section last night! Ironically, the English concerts are the only ones whose tickets are being posted to me - and would you believe it, what with booking them in January and moving in June, I completely forgot to make the connection. So I forgot to update my address with Ticketmaster (TM). Just remembered recently, by which time it seems they'd already been posted. I've contacted my old flatmates, but the only response I got was from one who's also moved out - happily, TM says, if I contact them next week, they'll void the old tickets and issue new ones that I can pick up at the box office. There's always some palaver on a U2 tour, and this isn't the first time I've had to pick up my tickets in Manchester!! Outside of England, they're all e-tickets..

I take the train back on the 21st. Better not leave it too late, as I've actually booked for the Smithfield & Clerkenwell Walk: Guts & Glory, with Walking in London - but more specifically, with Katie of Look Up London! Excellent - I was booked for this in July, but she had to cancel. She's one of the best around. Should be close enough to me, too, and it doesn't start too early. And it being a Funzing event (like all of Walking in London's) I scoured my old Funzing discount codes, and discovered that Funzing_Fb20 seems to be working again - for all of them I've recently booked! So, a 20% discount - better than any recently offered on their Facebook page.

On the 22nd, I'm back with the Crick Crack Club for Buddha Babies, again at Soho Theatre. Naturally, not advertised on their Meetup group.

On the 23rd & 24th, I don't have to travel so far to see U2 - they're playing the O2 in London. These tickets, I got my address changed in time for, it seems - they're also being posted. Helen is going on the 23rd.. sat in the corporate box, poshly! Nah, I'd rather be closer and sweatier, thanks! I wonder how many of them stand during the show..

The 25th is my colleague's last day before he quits for a new life in Stockholm - we're headed out that night. Amazing that I still had that day free when we arranged it!

On the 26th, I fly to Belfast. Yep, U2 again. Told ya. Staying in the Crescent Townhouse, walking distance from the SSE Arena, where the concerts take place on the 27th and 28th. On the 29th, I'm taking the train down to my mother for a week - makes more sense than jetting back and forth to her!

On the 5th, I'm back up to Dublin. U2 again, dont'cha know? Staying in the Clayton again, which is a hop, skip and jump from the 3Arena, where there are concerts on the 5th and 6th. Would you believe, not even I could swing a ticket for the 5th - well, I'll just rock up on the day, and hopefully I can get something at the box office. I have heard of such things happening. I've had stranger things happen!

On the 7th, I fly back to London (BA) - purely so I can work on the 8th, before flying back to Dublin that night! Was supposed to be Cityjet, but they've now ended their flight schedule after this month - so now I'm going Ryanair. Same hotel, same venue, same band - on the 9th and 10th of next month. I fly back on the 11th, exhausted, and finished with U2 concerts for the year!

On the 12th, I've decided to treat myself to a performance of Macbeth, at the Wanamaker Playhouse.

On the 13th, we have our monthly team outing - our colleague from Mexico might be joining us!

On the 14th, back with UITCS at last for Love Lies Bleeding, at the Print Room at the Coronet. Got my ticket from London Theatre Direct.

On the 15th, I'm going to try the Seven Deadly Sins Pub Naughty History Tour. Walking in London again, so discounted again! Then I'm back to Ireland again for the weekend.

On the 19th, News of the Strange, from the Crick Crack Club, at Soho Theatre. Not advertised on their Meetup group, of course.

On the 20th, back with UITCS for Pinter at the Pinter - Pinter plays at the Pinter Theatre. Two long ones on this occasion - this is Programme FourMoonlight & Night School.

On the 21st, back at last with The London Jazz Meetup, who are off to the London Jazz Festival for a concert by the Faraj Suleiman Quartet at King's Place. UK premiere, apparently!

On the 22nd, with UITCS at the Garrick for Don Quixote. The only cheap tickets left for this were terrible, so I went a bit upmarket. A bit - I'm still behind a pillar!

On the 23rd, I'm on a Paranormal Activity Tour - ooh! Now, for this one, we get ghost-hunting equipment, which could make it interesting - I don't fancy the dowsing rods, myself, but we'll see. Walking in London, again. Discounted, again. And this was after my loyalty discount - so I got it at better than half price! which is good, considering the price.

On the 24th, I'm off on my own to see A Small Place, at the Gate.

On the 25th, back at last to Winter Wonderland! That evening, I'm off to Cirque Berserk - an annual tradition for me. The latest show is the cheapest, so that's the one I booked.

On the 26th, I'm back with UITCS for Programme Three of Pinter at the Pinter - Landscape / A Kind of Alaska / Monologue.

On the 27th, I'm going to see Company, by Sondheim, at the Gielgud. No tickets available for the upper levels on the official site - they must all have been bought up by resellers! Cheapest I found was with OfficialLondonTheatre, run by See Tickets.

On the 28th, I'm with Walking in London again (and the same discount) for the Haunted London Pub Tour.

On the 29th, I'm back with UITCS at the National for Hadestown. Then back to Ireland again for the weekend.

On the 3rd of December, I'm back to the National for I'm Not Running.

On the 4th, I'm off to the Bush, for Drip.

On the 5th, LDN Talks @ Night and London Speaks Sessions (both Funzing). This is a "Winterville" talk on The Science of Santa, where we get the scientific explanation of how he does it. Taking place at The Windmill.

The 6th could be interesting - Hazel of Walks, Talks and Treasure Hunts, London Guided Walks (and, indeed, Walking in London) has a Christmas Carol Tour. Now, the last two events I booked with her turned out to be no-shows.. the first might not have been her fault, as she was advertising someone else's event, but the second, she just missed the ball on and left three of us standing on a street corner. We shall see whether this happens, I guess! Now, it's technically more expensive if you book on Funzing - but if you have my discount ;-) it comes down to the same price she charges on her own site, without the booking fee! So I did it that way.

On the 7th, back with UITCS at the Royal Court, for The Cane. Got the very last ticket, phew!

On the 8th, with them again at the Orange Tree Theatre for The Double Dealer.

On the 9th, the Crick Crack Club is back at the British Museum for I Know Not, an afternoon of Sufi legend. Not that their Meetup group seems to know anything about it.

On the 10th, I'm off to the Bridge Theatre for A Very, Very, Very Dark Matter, by Martin McDonagh. Starring Jim Broadbent, this is a dark take on Hans Christian Anderson!

And on the 11th of December, I'm going with North London Friends to The Convert, at the Young Vic. Discounted top-price seats, it seems!

Saturday, 6 October 2018

Film: BlacKkKlansman

Roll up, roll up, the U2 circus is in town again (figuratively speaking) - I'm in Amsterdam. The actual concerts aren't until tomorrow and Monday, but I came for the weekend: a relaxing one, given that they've played here often enough before that I've seen all the sights I want to! Tomorrow's concert, I had to get a ticket for from Viagogo, but Monday's I managed to get from Ticketmaster (TM), the official vendors. The concerts are in the Ziggo Dome again, and I'm staying in Hampshire Hotel Eden, handy for Rembrandtplein, where the restaurants are, and for the no. 4 metro line to the venue. Flights (Easyjet) and hotel booked through Expedia.

So, I took myself off yesterday evening- just as I was getting ready to leave, someone came around with a packet of Maltesers, snaffled from the office manager's desk; she'd ordered them for our regular Friday snacks,  but the office was quite empty because of the Tube strike, so she hadn't bothered putting them out. He'd kindly stepped in, and after distributing some, left the rest of the bag with me, saying I'd appreciate them most! I decided they might be handy,  and popped them in my case. 

Left slightly later, and got a slightly later Stansted Express,  than usual- the flight was later than the usual one I get, and Easyjet closes the gate later than Ryanair. The train was less packed than I'm used to, and I got a seat this time. We went slowly for a while- the driver apologised,  saying we were stuck behind a slower train. Dunno what happened to that train- maybe they zapped it out of existence- but after a bit,  we took off like a rocket! Felt quite unsafe, actually, with the uneven track and the train lurching from side to side.

As we approached the airport,  the driver apologised for arriving about 10 minutes late. You what?! We got there in 55mins or so! Now, I know the posters advertise a journey time of 47 minutes,  but honestly,  since I started back with them this year,  I've never known them to do the trip in under an hour. Maybe it's the time I go at?

In Stansted, I had time to go to the loo, making sure to go to one NOT in the main departure lounge, which is crazy. The gate turned out to be one where you get off at the first stop of the transit.. which turns out to be much posher than the second stop. As I waited to board,  an announcement made it very clear that handbags were to be placed within trolley bags- a daft policy, and unnecessary, as handbags can be put under the seat and trolley bags overhead, so one isn't taking space from the other. This is also a policy that Ryanair gave up on years ago. 

I dozed for most of the flight, which was only 40 mins long, so that by the time the trolley got to us in row 12, the 10 minute warning of landing had just been made, and the people either side of me were the last to be served! Anyway, it made a nice change not to have to wait for baggage- although, as of next month, Ryanair is ending their free gate check policy, so I'll be getting priority, to bring my hand luggage on board, and this will be more common for me.

So, once I was through the slow queue for passport control,  I was essentially free. To observe some curious art exhibits in the airport! Apparently, you can buy them:



More photos here. A cheap and fast train into town made me very jealous- there's nothing like that in my usual airports! And on the decently short walk to the hotel,  I passed pretty much every stereotype of Amsterdam: bikes (yes,  it's a free-for-all), canals, massage parlours, head shops ..

Google Maps directed me around the back, which I ignored- when I got there,  I discovered it was because of roadworks on Amstel. Although a bit dusty, it's perfectly passable, and anyway I can't find the rear entrance. Yay, the hotel has a lift! And although it's a complicated building,  a combination of several, I've seen worse. A bigger room than typical for Amsterdam. I put the Do Not Disturb on the door,  since I wasn't planning on being up for breakfast- ridiculously expensive,  as usual. As supper, those Maltesers proved handy. 

Woke late and decided to start with the sachet of hot chocolate they'd provided- unfortunately,  I couldn't get the kettle they also provided to work! So I just gave up on that and meandered out for brunch. Where I was defeated by the tyranny of the sheer choice of restaurants around here! With every second one a steakhouse, of course I ended up in one, although I wasn't ready for a steak - El Rancho Steakhouse  has a chicken satay, so I picked that. It was delish.. as was the sauvignon blanc I had with it. And yes, the chocolate bombe does not disappoint. 

Along the way,  I passed the most spectacular building:



Would you credit it, it's a cinema- the Pathé Tuschinkski, reputed to be one of the most beautiful in the world. And in the Netherlands, they sensibly don't dub films, so if it's in your native language,  you're sorted! Unfortunately,  the good stuff wasn't on till later. Instead,  it being a lovely, sunny evening (unlike the soggy day I believe they had in London), I meandered off to explore. On my travels,  I came across an enormous orange cat, sat on the counter of a gift shop. Is that the same one I met years ago in Dampkring, or is there a family of them? Found the Leonidas shop, joined the long queue and purchased,  then took myself back to the hotel for a while. 

It's only a five minute walk from the hotel to the cinema, where unfortunately an event was taking place in the main lobby and we had to enter by the crowded side- which isn't ornate in the slightest. She remarked that I was lucky to get a single seat- I think they reserve most of them for couples. Anyway, our seats were comfy - although this film is long enough that my bum was complaining long before the end.

I'd chosen BlacKkKlansman, which I've had in view for a while. It's the true story of a black police officer that decided to infiltrate the KKK. Of course, when they want to meet him in person,  he has to get a white officer to impersonate him. One of their colleagues had a familiar look - sure enough, he's Steve Buscemi's brother, Mike. Harry Belafonte shows up as a speaker at a black rally. Directed by Spike Lee, it has the same production team as the excellent Get Out.

Well, the story is undoubtedly fascinating, and the climax is very tense. There are several moments of hilarity, as the characters consider what an absurd situation they're in. Being a Spike Lee film, it's very political- it opens with a white supremacist (Alec Baldwin in yet another cameo) shooting a promotional video, and we're left in no doubt what an idiot he is, as we're shown him stumbling over his lines. The subject of white police officers persecuting innocent black people frequently comes up, which is still,  of course,  a bone of contention today. And at the end, we get plenty of footage of modern day white supremacists, as well as Trump's speech, where he apparently defended them. The implication is clear - nothing has changed. 

So, enjoyable and relevant. Unfortunately, every now and again,  it goes cartoonishly over the top. And near the end, where we cut from a KKK ceremony where they're chanting about white power to a black meeting where they're chanting about black power,  I wasn't sure whether their differences were being contrasted,  or their similarities compared. Perhaps both - our hero has little time for the more extreme elements of black power, and hatred of whites. A good film, but not as clever as it thinks it is.

Ooh, but on the way out,  we left through the main lobby!


Two U2 concerts- and doubtless some steak- over the next couple of days. Flying back Tuesday lunchtime, taking the whole day off, naturally, and that evening I'm back with Up in the Cheap Seats (UITCS) for The Height of the Storm, at Wyndham's. Booked through What's on Stage.

On Wednesday, I'm with Let's Do This for another Turkish meal - this time at Sofra. It'll also be the first time since June I'll have met Mary! 


On Thursday, film again - already booked though, because they were already selling out. It's part of the London Film Festival at the BFI - Be Natural is the story of Alice Guy - Blaché, the first female filmmaker, and is narrated by Jodie Foster. Then I'm back to Ireland for the weekend, again.

On the 15th, back with North London Friends for The Wild Duck, by Ibsen, at the Almeida. I wasn't in time to get one of their tickets, so booked my own - what the hey.

On the 16th, comedy with Ahir Shah at Soho Theatre.

On the 17th, a real dose of nostalgia - Mayerling ballet, at the Opera House. My favourite ballet, this was also the last event we attended here with the Man with the Hat. And the second last event ever. At least it'll be less evocative since, for once, I'm sitting facing full-on! He always had us in the slips, so I haven't faced the Opera House stage since I started with his groups! I'd watch it blindfolded just to have him back again, though. We miss you, MwtH.

On the 18th - why, I'm off to Manchester. For U2, unsurprisingly. Yes, I get busier around now as they come around these parts. Taking the train that evening - it was the cheapest, and so much handier than having to make my way to and from airports and watch what I pack! I should arrive walking distance from my hotel, Roomzzz Corn Exchange, which itself is walking distance from the venue, the Manchester Arena. And right beside the shopping centre, apparently! That could be handy.. if only to buy provisions, as this is an aparthotel, so I can cater for myself.

The concerts themselves are on the 19th and 20th. Ironically, the English concerts are the only ones whose tickets are being posted to me - and would you believe it, what with booking them in January and moving in June, I completely forgot to make the connection. So I forgot to update my address with TM. Just remembered last weekend, by which time it seems they'd already been posted. I've contacted my old flatmates, but the only response I got was from one who's also moved out - happily, TM says, if I contact them that week, they'll void the old tickets and issue new ones that I can pick up at the box office. There's always some palaver on a U2 tour, and this isn't the first time I've had to pick up my tickets in Manchester!! Outside of England, they're all e-tickets..

I take the train back on the 21st. Better not leave it too late, as I've actually booked for the Smithfield & Clerkenwell Walk: Guts & Glory, with Walking in London - but more specifically, with Katie of Look Up London! Excellent - I was booked for this in July, but she had to cancel. She's one of the best around. Should be close enough to me, too, and it doesn't start too early. And it being a Funzing event (like all of Walking in London's) I scoured my old Funzing discount codes, and discovered that Funzing_Fb20 seems to be working again - for all of them I've recently booked! So, a 20% discount - better than any recently offered on their Facebook page.

On the 22nd, I'm back with the Crick Crack Club for Buddha Babies, again at Soho Theatre. Naturally, not advertised on their Meetup group - they have advertised an event this weekend, but of course, I'm out of the country.

On the 23rd & 24th, I don't have to travel so far to see U2 - they're playing the O2 in London. These tickets, I got my address changed in time for, it seems - they're also being posted. Helen is going on the 23rd.. sat in the corporate box, poshly! Nah, I'd rather be closer and sweatier, thanks!

The 25th is my colleague's last day before he quits for a new life in Stockholm - we're headed out that night. Amazing that I still had that day free when we arranged it!

On the 26th, I fly to Belfast. Yep, U2 again. Told ya. Staying in the Crescent Townhouse, walking distance from the SSE Arena, where the concerts take place on the 27th and 28th. On the 29th, I'm taking the train down to my mother for a week - makes more sense than jetting back and forth to her!

On the 5th of next month, I'm back up to Dublin. U2 again, dont'cha know? Staying in the Clayton again, which is a hop, skip and jump from the 3Arena in Dublin, where there are concerts on the 5th and 6th. Would you believe, not even I could swing a ticket for the 5th - well, I'll just rock up on the day, and hopefully I can get something at the box office. I have heard of such things happening. I've had stranger things happen!

On the 7th, I fly back to London (BA) - purely so I can work on the 8th, before flying back to Dublin that night! Was supposed to be Cityjet, but they've now ended their flight schedule after this month - so now I'm going Ryanair. Same hotel, same venue, same band - on the 9th and 10th. I fly back on the 11th, exhausted, and finished with U2 concerts for the year!

On the 12th, I've decided to treat myself to a performance of Macbeth, at the Wanamaker Playhouse.

On the 13th, we have our monthly team outing - might only be the two of us, but hey!

On the 14th, back with UITCS at last for Love Lies Bleeding, at the Print Room at the Coronet. Got my ticket from London Theatre Direct.

On the 15th, I'm going to try the Seven Deadly Sins Pub Naughty History Tour. Walking in London again, so discounted again! Then I'm back to Ireland again for the weekend.

On the 19th, News of the Strange, from the Crick Crack Club, at Soho Theatre. Not advertised on their Meetup group, of course.

On the 20th, back with UITCS for Pinter at the Pinter - Pinter plays at the Pinter Theatre. Two long ones on this occasion - this is Programme FourMoonlight & Night School.

On the 21st, back at last with The London Jazz Meetup, who are off to the London Jazz Festival for a concert by the Faraj Suleiman Quartet at King's Place. UK premiere, apparently!

On the 22nd, with UITCS at the Garrick for Don Quixote. The only cheap tickets left for this were terrible, so I went a bit upmarket. A bit - I'm still behind a pillar!

On the 23rd, I'm on a Paranormal Activity Tour - ooh! Now, for this one, we get ghost-hunting equipment, which could make it interesting - I don't fancy the dowsing rods, myself, but we'll see. Walking in London, again. Discounted, again. And this was after my loyalty discount - so I got it at better than half price! which is good, considering the price.

On the 24th, I'm off on my own to see A Small Place, at the Gate.

On the 25th, back at last to Winter Wonderland! That evening, I'm off to Cirque Berserk - an annual tradition for me. The latest show is the cheapest, so that's the one I booked.

And on the 26th of next month, I'm back with UITCS for Programme Three of Pinter at the Pinter - Landscape / A Kind of Alaska / Monologue.

Monday, 31 July 2017

Talk: Are We Living In the Matrix?

So, further to my earlier post: well, I did make my later flight - the cheapest option that would get me back in time for this evening's Funzing talk: Are We Living In the Matrix? Courtesy of London Speaks Sessions and LDN Talks @Night. The nice lady at the BA desk suggested that, for a new flight, I'd do better online, and sure enough, Skyscanner came to my rescue with a FlyBe flight at 4.40pm. I booked that on my phone, but was unable to print out the boarding pass, of course - the "helpful" site said I could print it at the self-service kiosks: but none of them gave that airline as an option! So, as previously described, I hunkered down in Starbucks for half the day, writing my blog for last night and charging my phone, while I waited for check-in to open for my flight, so I could get a human to print it for me.

Finished the blog, went to the loo, got the boarding pass, went through security. I'm not surprised the BA lady wouldn't let me check in late, it's so far to the gates.. No wonder people hate airports. Found the gate - nothing happening. Trekked back to the last place I saw food - I was hungry. This turned out to be a vending machine, from which I got a packet of Maltesers. Came back to the gate, found a seat that was too hot - from the sun pouring in the windows. Ate Maltesers - yum. Plane was too small for the airbridge:



I'd been worried about getting an exit row on my BA flight - no such worries here, none were exits! (bar first and last rows of the plane). The twin props made for a very noisy flight - but we also flew quite low (thank goodness the weather was good!), and it was interesting, flying so low that we could see ships on the sea below. With that and the propellers, it was quite reminiscent of Dunkirk! Less bombing today, thankfully. Lovely staff - this was my first time flying with them. I ordered a wine and some more Maltesers - with plenty of Euro cash, I would've used that, until I saw what they were using as the exchange rate! Bloody hell, there's no way £4.70 is currently worth €7! I paid in Sterling - be warned.

I had to be impressed with the exit from London City Airport.. as I entered security, I'd seen a board advertising a DLR leaving in six minutes, thought "I'll never make that". By the time I exited security and headed up to the platform, it was due in two minutes! Now, that's definitely the fastest I've ever exited an airport. Pity I'd forgotten to touch in, and had to head down again to do that.. still made it, though!

A breezy trip on the DLR gave way to a stifling trip on the Tube - and that was just on the platform, even the crowded carriage was airier. I have to say, though, heading through Bank in this direction is a lot faster. Made it home just as my mother decided I'd left it too long before ringing her, and she rang me instead.. Just had time to change (phew!) before heading out again. I decided that the Northern Line was wisest, since it was apparently the fastest. Got out at Old Street for the revised venue of the Lighthouse Bar.

Amazingly, the exit map hadn't been vandalised, and I could easily tell which exit I needed. I have to say though, it was a culture shock, coming straight from Amsterdam to this. Scruffier buildings, rubbish all over the place - and in the brief walk from station to bar, I was hit on (unsuccessfully) for money. And had abuse shouted at me when I walked away. I did notice that about Amsterdam - despite me walking back late at night on multiple occasions, there were no homeless, no beggars. Hmm.

The Lighthouse bar is easy to spot, with its garish blue, adorned with coloured lights. The lady at the door had loyalty cards - gosh, I thought they'd been done away with! I got one of mine signed, for all the good it'll do.. got a drink at the bar, and made my way upstairs, where I was the first to arrive. Apart from the speaker.

The place filled up reasonably, and - typically, half an hour after the advertised time - he began. Oh dear. So, it seems he's a lecturer. In computer science. This wasn't so much of a talk as a philosophy class. Not five minutes in, I was wanting to leave - some did, but I wasn't close enough to the door! You know, back in the day, when I was studying a form of maths, there were two things that were fashionable for maths students to do; one was to play chess (which I did, and still happily do), the other was to join the philosophy society, which I never did. Tonight was a perfect illustration of why.

Philosophy as a concept is just fantastic. The examination of the human condition, why we think the way we do, examining our prejudices and preconceptions - wonderful. However, I've never found it to work that way. Tonight, what we got was a rather smug academic, encouraging a rambling, unfocused discussion rather than giving any direction, and eventually chiming in, when he felt things were going a bit pear-shaped. His "arguments" were illogical and inconsistent (perhaps, to some extent, because he didn't want to use technical terminology), and I knew I'd better leave when I found myself disagreeing with literally every pronouncement that came out of his mouth. These weren't suggestions, you understand, but dictats. Reminded me of religion, with the Principles of Philosophy as the Creed, and him as the high priest. Thou mayst disagree, but thou shalt be wrong!! Yeah. I left at the break, and was grateful. I practically ran.

At least leaving early gave me time to shop, eat, blog, and it's still not quite bedtime! Tomorrow, another Funzing talk (same groups) - I finally get to see Jennifer Rees again, when she's giving a talk on The Psychology of Criminals. With dim sum, great! (Had to stick with a 10% discount for this one - Fun_Day10 or Fun_Week10 are the ones you want for that.) And it's walking distance from me for once, in Covent Garden. She's a fantastic and engaging speaker. Excellent.. and Helen has sensibly decided to come too. On which occasion she'll deliver all the stuff I couldn't fit in my bag, coming back from Twickenham!

I was just looking up what to do on Wednesday - and wouldn't you know it, at that moment the Pop-Up Opera sent me a mail with upcoming events. Une Éducation Manquée is a short, French comic opera, whose run finishes that day. All right then!

On Thursday, my first Meetup with Up in the Cheap Seats, one of several new groups I've joined to fill the great void left by the sad departure of the Man with the Hat. We're off to see The Tempest, with Simon Russell Beale, at the Barbican - who, unusually, posted my ticket to me. Then I'm back to Ireland for the weekend again.

And next Monday, back with Let's Do This for a vintage swing jazz evening at Wilton's.

Concert: U2 (Nederland #2)

With spending half of yesterday blogging, it was indeed a bit late for breakfast - or even brunch - by the time I surfaced. So, dinner ("brinner ?") it was. And a good location for that seemed to be Rembrantplein, just up the street.



More photos here. Too much choice, really. I finally decided to go with the Argentinian Steakhouse De Maria.. you will not find a better steak than at an Argentinian Steakhouse, and for me it's one of the highlights of coming to Amsterdam. They were pretty empty, so early, and I took a table inside.



..where I had a cow staring at me!




Fair enough, I suppose. So, I had a sirloin..  cheapest on the menu after rump. Smallest cut - really, I find them too filling to have anything bigger. I ordered pepper sauce too, and a carafe of house white. Ordering wasn't difficult - she literally had nothing to do but wait for me, and was stood just behind my shoulder!

The wine was indifferent. The steak, however, was spectacular! As expected really, and the best I've had since the last time I was in Amsterdam. The sauce was pretty redundant - although it proved useful for the indifferent chips I'd ordered as a side. Another tartufo for dessert - and while it didn't reach the dizzying heights of Saturday, it is always a delicious choice.

Out into brilliant sunshine, and my next mission was to source €7.50 worth of change, so I could buy a 24-hour ticket. Ahah, a Starbucks.. so I bought a bar of chocolate there with a €20 note. Unfortunately, although she apologised for all the change, it was of the nature of small change - not replacing any notes. So I had to pop into the supermarket as well, where I bought more chocolate, small enough to pass ArenA security, and finally got enough change.

At the Metro station, another queue to buy the ticket.. and would you believe, the machine was taking notes! Must only be the machines for train tickets that don't - which makes no sense. The GVB (city transport) machines seem much more reasonable. 

Anyway, my journey yesterday was much easier. Less of a wait, got on the first train, even got a seat! My stadium entrance was the same as on Saturday, so I knew where l was going. Ticket worked again, yay! And despite the unisex pat-down, the cute guy I got seemed shy about doing it, so I got in without it. Wheezed my way up the stairs again - I was sitting close to where I'd been on Saturday, but more to the back.



I didn't care - direct view, and as I say, this is a small venue. This ticket's face value was less than Saturday's, and I did wonder about the finer points of pricing. And, despite the sunny weather, the roof was closed again..  oh, joy!

The crowd's Mexican wave only (!) went around six times on this occasion. And I wondered where everyone was - my section stayed pretty empty for ages. In due course, they arrived, and we started.. Great thing was though, the outside of my row stayed almost empty, so I had plenty of room to jiggle.. 

Now, a U2 show is always a great show - but it is really Bono that carries it, and sometimes he makes an extra effort. Straight from the start last night, something was different..  later in the show, he thanked the Netherlands, saying they've always been so generous to the band. "Wouldn't be the same without you!" as he said. He also expressed surprise at this level of enthusiasm on a Sunday night!


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ENCORE



I was a bit far back to see until they broadcast it on the screen, but you could see it in him, how he was feeding off the incredible energy in the crowd. The first change came when, instead of Bad in the first section, they played A Sort of Homecoming - him remarking that that was what it was like for them, coming to Amsterdam. Oh my God, they hardly ever play it.. I always dissolve when I hear it. This was a good start!


He pulled a guy with a Polish flag onto the stage during New Year's Day - a sign of Solidarity. Again, the crowd was in fine voice, and he left the singing to them both for Pride and for I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For. And I absorbed every moment of the awesome display during the Joshua Tree section, conscious that this would be my last time to see it live.

Again, the flag during Miss Sarajevo started left of stage, and only got halfway round - but from where I was sitting last night, I could see better that maybe at that point, the gap between sections was too great to pass it across. Sadly, no balloons during Beautiful Day this time, and no Mysterious Ways. The screen was turned off again during One.

And we should have been finished. But he had one more surprise..  he sent us screaming into the night with an amazing performance of I Will Follow, their first single and a pure rush of adrenaline. Nobody left singing 40, as one tuneless guy did last night - but hands down, this was THE concert of the tour. And despite having to pay over twice face value on Viagogo for Saturday, and over three times for last night, it was so worth it. I wouldn't have missed it for the world. Write it on my grave, that I was a U2 fan.

Coming back, no delay to get into the station, or on the train, and I got a seat again! Despite the concert finishing 10 mins later than Saturday, I got back 15 mins earlier. And it would have been straight to bed, except for my mother's online grocery order, that had to be put in..

So, this morning, I overslept. And what with a delayed tram into town, a queue for the ticket machine to buy a ticket to the airport, and a delay till I found a train going to the airport.. well, I missed checkin by 10 mins. That'll teach me to book a morning flight, the day after a concert! So I went online, where Skyscanner gave me the cheapest fare that would get me back in time for my talk this evening. And then I needed to charge my phone..  a dreadful lack of charging points in the airport, the first I found were in Starbucks. Where I also had breakfast, and blogged. Unfortunately, poor internet reception there, so it was a bit of a palaver.. but look, done!! And in time to get my boarding pass for the next one. :-/


And I'll be glad to get home and change out of these concert clothes, which are getting a bit.. ripe. I saw an interesting Funzing talk advertised for tonight - "Are We Living in the Matrix?" Well, I'm well overdue a free talk, with all of them that I've booked (every fourth free), so I contacted them to get a code to get this for free. Still waiting..! Despairing of them, I finally booked it on one of their limited 50% deals. It had been advertised with London Speaks Sessions and LDN Talks @Night - funnily enough, they both cancelled, then re-advertised. It still seems to be running, although at a different location. No loyalty points for this one, I guess! I should still be back in time to make it.

Tomorrow, another Funzing talk - I finally get to see Jennifer Rees again, when she's giving a talk on The Psychology of Criminals. With dim sum, great! (Had to stick with a 10% discount for this one - Fun_Day10 or Fun_Week10 are the ones you want for that.) And it's walking distance from me for once, in Covent Garden. She's a fantastic and engaging speaker. Excellent.. and Helen has sensibly decided to come too. On which occasion she'll deliver all the stuff I couldn't fit in my bag, coming back from Twickenham!

I was just looking up what to do on Wednesday - and wouldn't you know it, at that moment the Pop-Up Opera sent me a mail with upcoming events. Une Éducation Manquée is a short, French comic opera, whose run finishes that day. All right then!

On Thursday, my first Meetup with Up in the Cheap Seats, one of several new groups I've joined to fill the great void left by the sad departure of the Man with the Hat. We're off to see The Tempest, with Simon Russell Beale, at the Barbican - who, unusually, posted my ticket to me. Then I'm back to Ireland for the weekend again.


And next Monday, back with Let's Do This for a vintage swing jazz evening at Wilton's.