Wapping Roast

OMG…had a right good Sunday roast dinner at The White Swan and Cuckoo. Absolutely perfect and my first thought on seeing the well-presented plate was “Is this all for me?” All with a glass of wine for a tenner. Cannot be bad. And telly was on too with big footie which pulled in the crowds. Good that. Why? Because I had free books to give away as part of World Book Night. Receptive people too all willing to take part in the big read. I felt I had landed in true, old- fashioned,  warm east- end today and you know what? I had.

Since last week there have been major interior design changes in The White Swan and Cuckoo. Away have gone the reknowned and recorded leather sofas replaced by very popular bar stools and high tables. All looking good for laptop use and Wifi connection. And in the pipeline, real decor changes too with generous licks of paint and a changed exterior. Wow! Place to be. Happy to know that the famous cat, Biscuit, is still lording it in the manor. I saw aforesaid feline skulking past Jimmy’s gorgeous gardens opposite the pub. What blooms are out already there! In the summer it will be a treat to sniff and see.

I was so busy having a natter in good company and extolling the virtues of Adichie’s “Half Of A Yellow Sun” that I forgot to go up and meet the eel fisher, not Brucie, the other one, who was enjoying his drink up at the crowded bar. Next time!

My next adventure will be to enjoy the best Karaoke in town and the new style menus being conjured up as we blog. 

The journey down to Wapping was easy from Dalston junction as I have told others many times.

Was really chuffed to see that from Surrey Quays yesterday evening there was a Wappingite pub crawl from there along the new line up to Shoreditch., Haggerston and Dalston. Yeah! Very good. Bringing the London 2012 boroughs closer together, sharing cultures and pubs. Yeah!

Looking forward to Pancake Day at the  Old Truman Building  in Spitalfields on Tuesday .

Before that I’ll be in Bangla Town celebrating International Women’s Day, because I can.

Computer access, seniors and women.

                    Looking forward to two events next week all about seniors engaging in the digital arena. Of course if any 40 somethings are to talk about ‘older people’ and how they engage with the internet and computers,  I think we seniors should be there. The government wants all seniors to be able to access computers and use the internet by the end of 2012 so authorities are getting nervous now because there is a major task ahead, not least because many older people can’t be asked. For a kick off the useless ones who ‘teach’ seniors should be ousted. I have witnessed, and had reports of, the condescending way that so-called teachers operating from community venues, talk to their students. A bit of respect wouldn’t go amiss. I’ve seen seniors ignore the quasi teachers because they know a patronising tone when they hear it. And I’ve applauded. It’s granny abuse.

            Digital inclusion and exclusion are the buzz words. When all the libraries start shutting down where will the public computers be housed? Two excellent places for seniors to become computer literate are The Lawns, Matthias Rd in Dalston and Priory Court Community Centre, Walthamstow. And there again, those are two venues where seniors are respected and seen. The tutors are dedicated and under-valued. But the government wants seniors ready , itchy fingers  at their laptops, after the Games.

              Watched the Neil Oliver programme on BBC2 tonight all about the history of the British Isles. It was nothing without the superb photography and the eye- candy that is Oliver. That was after swim and gym to get active for the better days ahead and to fulfill the challenge that is “Swimathon” at GLL centres around and about. Larkswood Pool in Chingford  was getting decorated with love hearts in time for the free weekend coming up. Kelmscott in Walthamstow has a published programme for 50+ seniors for its open weekend. Hooray! Larkswood Pool is so very white: you just know you’re in Chingford. Walthamstow Village, Chingford and Wapping all UK 1950!

I met up with Up Your Street5 subscribers today at The Harvester in Chingford. Yuk! Agitated, unsmiling staff put me off my food big time. Beware, they salt the chips before serving. Not my eaterie of choice. Am soon to visit a couple of places in Houndsditch and Whitecross St, EC1 with Groupon vouchers. There’s no rush as the vouchers last.

Tons of stuff coming up for International Women’s Day. It’s the 100 year celebration this year.Pleased that the name has been retained because in the past few years the date has been watered down to “Women’s Day” and “Women’s Week”. Get your purple and green ribbons ready. Saw that ‘Wapping Women’s Group’, ‘Docklands Women’s Group Island Neighbourhood Project’ and ‘Shadwell Women’s Group’ are raising  their banners. A young woman was telling me how with the soaring increase in the cost of food and clothes over the past 6 months so rose the price of tampons. “What are we women supposed to do? Bleed all over the place?” It’s bad enough that women’s sanitary items are taxed. I meant, it’s a disgrace.

reclaiming the streets

Decided to do something about it…the fact that seniors tell me they won’t go out after 9pm even in the summer. The streets belong to all of us. Have decided to get seniors into the streets after dark. Working on something to happen on March 8th, International Women’s Day which will be open to women, men and carers. That’s also Shrove Tuesday…mmm, pancakes, mmm lemon.

So watch this space.

Tomorrow is ballroom dance lessons at The Round Chapel, Lower Clapton, Hackney. Very very good and fun too.  1 2 3, 1 2 3….. Plus there’s  a birthday to celebrate so we’ll go off to a new cafe by Morning Lane, Hackney,and eat cake.

Talking of International Women’s Day, and remembering it’s LGBT month right now  too, the film “Frida” will be shown on March 3rd at West Green Centre, Tottenham,N 15. by the Haringey Independent Cinema. £2. That’s the biog of Frida Kahlo. It was on culture telly a couple of years ago coinciding with the exhibition of her paintings in London somewhere. The exhibition was fabulous.