Monday, August 27, 2007

Two Fatties Do Canada: Episode 1

Well, we were quite trim by our own standards when we set out. On the way back, it was lucky we had 5 seats between us for the return flight...

First things first: follow the complete journey through pictures (especially the various versions of me gurning like a mental patient) by clicking here for the Bodester's excellent full photo album. Here are some highlights - this is episode 1, and I'll add some more when I can be bothered and see a nice spike in my readership (5 people whose surnames are not Freedman would do it...).


Cousin Michelle's wedding to Tzvi (think Dr Green from ER but 1 ft shorter and with great taste in malt whisky) was awesome. Quality food (choc fountain), drink (whiskytini) and scenery (two gorgeous waksworks). Hanging out with lots of Landys, and yes, one of them really is called Randy Landy. You just can't make this stuff up. But she has impeccable restaurant and bar knowledge, as do the rest of the family.

Culinary top moments included great Thai followed by superb ice-cream, excellent chicken wings on Toronto's equivalent of Golders Green Road, a mahoosive plate of perogies (think breaded, fried ravioli), creme caramel flavoured Diet Pepsi, visits to Cafe Nervosa for Yukon wholemeal and potato pizza (good recommendation Josh) and numerous other bits of nosh. Here is some "Jif Pie" at Chicken Nest:

For some reason there are no photos of the wedding to share, but here's one of me and two friends I picked up:

And here is one of Helen with a native Canadian moose (and a brown animal statue of some description):

Toronto is best described by Peter Ustinov: "New York, run by the Swiss"... it's not the buzziest place in the world, but it works nicely, has a laid-back atmosphere and is generally inoffensive and pleasant.

It also plays host to the Bata Shoe Museum, which is great to take the ladies to, as it allows them to indulge their fetishes without damaging your credit card. You can even visit their online exhibition, All About Shoes. Here's me crushing my feet into some clogs:

It's also home to the black squirrel, otherwise known as the bushy-tailed black rat:

Then we went on to Niagara Falls by train, stopping off for a Cinnabon each at Union Station. More to follow in episode 2...

Monday, August 20, 2007


It seems that Gorgeous George has made it onto Facebook, where he has managed to combine a good deal of ranting and propaganda with the usual self-promoting bollocks. Among other things, I especially liked the start of his "interests" space:

I’m consumed by politics, particularly Middle Eastern politics, and I’ve committed my working life to them and fighting to gain justice for the Palestinians. But I’m fascinated by international politics and social struggle around the globe and the effort to stop rampant globalisation and the creep of neoconservatism. I’m also a bit of a historian on the Labour movement and the party which used to represent it. I also have a twice-weekly, two- hour radio show on TalkSport so I don’t get a lot of time to pursue many other interests. I’m a passionate football fan, Manchester United – I actually scored a goal at Old Trafford! – and Glasgow Celtic, although I still carry a torch for Dundee United, my hometown team. They’re known as The Arabs, so who else could I follow?
Good to see that looking after his constituents is a high priority... it gets a look-in somewhere in the "about me" section. Also nice to see that he is really looking carefully at who he accepts as his Facebook friends - among the 123 from the "country" of Palestine (sorry kids, it currently only exists on maps of the past and future) - why, it's Ahmed Yassin, complete with wheelchair!

All the fuss about the BNP members having profiles and groups on Facebook, and advertisors unwittingly finding their products promoted on those pages. I'd rather them than this guy - at least the BNP plan on going after everyone else before the Jews this time, and in the meantime don't support and apologise for terrorists on our streets and others...

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Hot sex on Pinner High Street

Bet you never thought you'd read that. But here is the evidence - on offer at Cafe Rouge, a boiling f*** (methinks they meant bouillabaiSSe).