Do you know how the tuxedo got its name? Apparently a casino owner from Tuxedo NY was so enamoured of the outfit when he encountered it on a trip to England that he brought the concept home. (I have no idea whether this story is apocryphal or not, but it made for some excellent trail-trivia!)
Seems hard to believe this was six years ago this morning…
I say “Governor’s Island again”, but truthfully that’s something of a misnomer, since apparently the last time I was there was in 2015. Which is a shame, as a day trip across the water is always such a treat. Just as before, the purpose of our visit was to join a friend’s birthday picnic (the same friend as last time, as it happens), and once again we had a very pleasant day.
Last Saturday we found ourselves at a free evening concert over in Brooklyn. Tom had been at a choir rehearsal earlier in the day, and discovered that a group of friends were going on to Prospect Park to hear the Kronos Quartet, so we decided to join them.
I’m not sure whether this will play or not, but in case it does…. here is a short clip of Tom’s fish having fun with a piece of algae wafer. Also keep an eye out for the mad shrimp whizzing about.
After a spell of oppressively hot and unpleasantly humid weather, we were delighted to note that the forecast for the weekend was offering a reprieve, so we made plans to go walking with a friend. However, he wasn’t going anywhere until the morning football game was over, and since England were playing we felt we ought to show willing, so at just after 10am we found ourselves in a beer hall in Jersey City with a bunch of (mainly) England supporters from both sides of the Atlantic.
(I was drinking coffee.) Continue reading
The longer we stay in New York the harder it is to find interesting things to write about. Life continues to be interesting, of course, but lately we’ve mostly just been getting on with the usual sorts of things… (I mean, I could tell you about the trials and tribulations of an event planning committee I’m working on, or the epic meeting I’m coordinating at my professional association’s conference next month, but truthfully it’s all about as exciting as laundry and grocery shopping, and nobody wants to read about that.)