Oops, I haven't posted here in a long time. Now why not- Ah I remeber, I've been in Italy and then...oh heavenly trip, I was in Canada for a while. I want to emigrate so much. Regina was...flat with a blue dome of a sky. Hot in the day too cold at night. Too extreme. And all the trees have been plantes, they didn't natutrally grow there. God looked at Sasketchewan and thought, mmmmm I'll do something with that later. She painted it yellow and filed it down a bit, then totally forgot about it when the angels started playing up. My travelling companion however, declared undying l0ve and preferred it to Toronto! I tell youi, she's having treatment for her disorder as I type. Setraline I believe.

I can't cope with all that sky, and those creepy anvil clouds. And the only hills are dips in the ground called canyons which Regina-ites think are wonderful. Dan the man with the car even fetched me a local paper with all the drama jobs highlighted-here you are, get a job first and there'll be no problem getting citizenship. If only it had been a Vancouver or Toronto paper. Still, I have promised to be Marvin's agent in England and have to organise something for him with LAMDA. I guess Lamda owe Canadians a big favour after Sean subjected them to his hideous adaptation of Lord of the Rings.

Now Vancouver is my spiritual home, apart from the Hastings Street area, even though they were setting up to film Intelligence, it's rather distressing to see all those people on crystal meth. A sign of a government that just doesn't care. I'm told they'll be moved on before 2010 - but where to? Nainaimo? The arctic circle? There is such a contrast between the calm serenity of the Chinese gardens, to the homeless beggars on the street outside. Hey Vancouver authorities if you are reading, I have an idea. Why not open up the gardens to the homeless and let them recover their dignity and peace of mind in there. It might do the same for you.

Stanley Park was a piece of heaven too; we saw hardly any people by the lost lagoon and beaver lake,. Saw no beavers either but there were plenty of racoons.

Rambling aside, I must work on some poetry and complete my travel journal in a book with real pages.