(Home)work & Gregory Peck

Mini-Esther had math homework to do while I was working today. Messy table and all but it was nice having a little company. She hates math, needed a little help here and there. Not that I know anything about math (it’s always been my worst subject, Mr Esther’s worst subject too, so Mini-Esther is biologically challenged when it comes to understanding math) but I could at least help her understand the questions.


And last night I watched Gregory Peck, Diane Baker and Walter Matthau in the pyscho-mystery movie Mirage from 1965. It’s quite a good mystery about a man with amnesia trying to figure out why he’s being chased. I had seen it before soooo many years ago but remembered nothing about it except this part where he’s convinced that there are several sub levels in a building that he can’t find anymore. It’s viewable on YouTube here, should it take your fancy. Peck sure remains a joy to watch! Still love the man after having first seen him some 38 years ago or so! I took a ton of screenshots. Of Greg alone…

…with Walter Matthau, who is awesome in his own right and I felt had a special bit of magic with Greg…

… and with Diane Baker…

So, yeah, those were just about the highlights of the last 24 hours. It’s also the end of my little break now, back to work again for another hour and a half or so.

Of nursing, couches and theatre

Work has been crazy busy this week and then on my day off on Wednesday I accompanied my daughter to a nursing college she had applied to so she could take an entry test there (she really wants to be a paramedic one day). The test was an aptitude and character test, to see if she would potentially be up to it, and in the afternoon we heard she had done brilliantly and that yes, they would love do admit her. Pending her passing her finals in June, she’ll start nursing school next September. Baby girl is growing up!

Mr Esther had taken the day off as well, because on Wednesday our new couch arrived. Our old one was worn out, holes popping up everywhere from the fabric getting thin and the seating was getting hard and uncomfortable. You can see the fray on the side of the couch Mr Esther is sitting on, and that long piece of fabric behind my daughter on the other couch is covering up holes.

In January we went couch shopping and found an L-shaped one we really liked. It was quite huge, even in the shop, but oh so comfortable! We were doubting in the shop whether to go for it or not, so the seller lowered the price. When we were still in doubt he threw in an armchair for free as well. So, in the end we measured it all up at home and went for it, along with the decision that we will now definitely get rid of our piano (we’d been wanting to do that for a while now). So, the couch came on Wednesday. Yes, the piano is still there, the piano shop I have provisionally sold it to still needs to get back to me on when they’ll come pick it up. So, for now it’s a bit crowded with the new big couch and chair, but it is all oh so comfortable! Takes up some extra space but no regrets, we love it. My daughter even fell asleep in the huge armchair last night. The screws for the chair legs weren’t delivered, so they’ll be coming back with the right screws for the legs soon.

Mr Esther stripped the leather from the old couch for repurposing and the old stripped couches are now gone too. I almost hated going away on Thursday evening to the cinema, I want to live on that couch! Having said that, I did not regret going to the cinema as my friend and I went to see the National Theatre live performance of James McAvoy in Cyrano de Bergerac. We were not disappointed!

The trailer can be seen here and we loved it. The staging was minimalist (with no long prosthetic noses) and unusual with the actors mostly facing the audience when they spoke. A lot of the dialogue was rapped in rhyme and while it was set in the 17th century, the costumes were contemporary. There was a lot of cast on stage at the beginning (I also loved the diversity of the cast), the build up seemed a bit confusing and long, but a little while later it really hit its stride for me. The play worked best in the more intimate scenes with less actors on stage, the intensity then hitting you right in the heart. James McAvoy blew me away, he is such a great actor, totally disappearing into his role. The scene when Roxane tells him of her love for Christian is heartbreaking, the friendly touches she bestows on his arm mean so much more to him than to her; that whole scene moves from secret ecstasy to secret despair and is pure torture. There was another scene where Cyrano has this soliloquy in which he expresses his love for Roxane and that had me riveted. I think out of everything, that will stay with me the longest. I consciously caught myself not wanting to blink during that scene, I didn’t want to miss even a split second. I also really enjoyed Anita-Joy Uwajeh as Roxane.

Yeah, I wouldn’t mind seeing this again, just to make sure I catch everything I might not have caught the first time around from the dialogue. My friend was afraid she’d not understand fully as there were so subtitles (her English is alright but not great) but she needn’t have worried. She understood fine and loved this too.

Two weeks ago I had also gone to see the Metropolitan Opera’s staging of Porgy and Bess with my mother in the cinema and had loved that too (despite the sound not being great in the cinema we were at).

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It seems I’m in full on theatre mode these days, with more to come (this time live, in the flesh, and not on a cinema screen) as I fly to London tomorrow to see Richard Armitage in Uncle Vanya. I hope I like it as much as the hype promises… And if not, I can find comfort on my new couch when I return.

‘Sweet’ 16

My daughter is 16 today. It’s a long way from this…


… to this…


Being in full on “Save Anne with an E” fighting mode, I immediately thought of this little Anne moment at the beginning of season 3, when Anne hangs out of her bedroom window, shouting out to the world that she is 16…

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… and I laugh with a little bit of pride that my own daughter does not want to watch this show. Period drama is not her thing, even if it’s about her own age group. She’s definitely and stubbornly developing her own tastes and views. My daughter is excited to be 16 as well but there’s no “sweet sixteen” nonsense for her. Her favourite song as a younger kid was this one, “Nothing’s sweet about me”:

She always protested people calling her ‘sweet’ and ‘cute’ and that still holds true today. This evening she is going to a school Christmas gala, she was “forced” into going by her friends and, oh horror of horrors, she needs to wear a dress! She and I picked out a simple little black dress (her fave colour to wear) that looks gorgeous on her. She thinks it’s “OK”  and would rather wear her black tight jeans and a hoodie. 🙂

I love her spunk and humour, her quick mind and soft heart, and I’m so proud of the young woman she is becoming. Happy birthday to our mini-not-me!

Family over fandom

Yes, I’ve been seeing more Toronto pictures of our Richard in my alerts and feeds but it’s family (and friends) over fandom at my house and it’s been busy. We’ve been to a friend’s house for a high tea for her birthday (and yes, these are all self-made goodies, so we baked some cupcakes and sausage rolls)…


With another friend of mine (once colleague) and an ex-colleague I went to see an Open Air Grease singalong, which was a lot of fun.

My daughter has taken up football (soccer to American readers), she just started training a few weeks ago and has games on Saturdays now which I go to. She has come a long way through some very difficult times and is in such a great place. It makes my heart burst with joy to see how much she enjoys football and she seems quite a natural at it as well. Team coaches are extremely pleased to have her, in any case.

My son has been playing handball from a young age. At 18 he now does his own thing  but we still like to go watch him play and cheer him on when he’s playing at home as he did last week on Sunday (in the white with number 10 on his back).

On Thursday evening my daughter and I went to the theater along with my mother, my older sister recently returned from Japan, my brother, his daughter, my younger sister and her girlfriend, some of her children and friends. The girlfriend, through contacts, had been able to score a load of free tickets to the Dutch version of the musical Anastasia. Musical was well-done but dragged a little sometimes. Still, great to have an evening out all together like that to a very well-staged show.


Friday after work (yes, I had work going on as well, which has been busy too) we went to my mother’s again to see my younger brother who was visiting from abroad and today, Saturday, was filled with chores. So, as you can see, barely time to fangirl over Richard! However, a few hours ago fangirling was back on as we happend upon Richard Armitage on our TV screen!

So, while half watching that, I multi-tasked and collected all the remaining Armitage at TIFF images I could find. I’ll post those in another post as this one is long enough! In the meantime, I’ll just leave with this…

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… and fangirl more on blog hopefully tomorrow. 🙂

Me and my cat

I have a work iPhone, have had it for almost 2 months, but for some reason I could not make actual calls with it. After many visits to my work helpdesk I finally got my third SIM card last Friday and lo and behold, third time lucky, I now have a phone I can use for more than the internet; I can actually make calls now! So, I have now finally started using the thing (will only use it for work, to keep work and private life separate), getting apps installed and such. My daughter is a little jealous, she wants an iPhone, but we never got her one because, well, it’s not that cheap. I, on the other hand, could care less about having an iPhone. I have a Samsung Galaxy phone privately, way cheaper, and I love it. Anyway, my daughter confiscated my now properly functioning iPhone to check out the fun new smileys on it and choose backgrounds for me and stuff. She also played with the camera and took this picture just as one of our cats walked over to me to say hi and head-rub me…

Cat and me

I normally am not fond at all of how I look in pictures, but this picture I like – it’s an image to treasure. 🙂