Sunday, 8 July 2007, 4:02 pm, St. Stephen, NB
St Stephen NB Canada from Calais Maine December 2001 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Monday last we travelled most of the day, evaluating landscapes with the thought that we might purchase some of it. This took us through Chamcook, Bocabec, Blacks Harbour, Beaver Harvour, Seeley’s Cove, Lepreau, Utopia, St. George (where we lunched at the Tim Horton’s near the highway), Elmsville, Rollingdam, and Heathland. None made the significant impression.
The Grand Manan ferry terminal in Black Harbour. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
At Town Hall, the Canadian Border Services Agency project was gotten back on track; I had a nice lunch with one of my councillors; another very nice lunch in Blacks Harbour with its CAO; at Wednesday committee, had the Mayor capitulate to the building of a new Town Hall; continued the civic centre negotiations with Council, and then with its board chair; and began working through how to staff my building inspector’s portfolios. Workload remains massive.
Canada Border Services Agency (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
One of the local contractors, with whom I’ve also conducted some very good private business in bids for curriculum design, and I had coffee Friday morning. I’m not sure, though, if he isn’t equal parts ability and bullshit.
Petty vandalism to the house—a smashed beer bottle, screws loosened in six of the shutters—overnight Friday, which aside from being annoying, simply accelerated our longer-term plan to leave St. Stephen.
Work on revisions to Caravaggio’s Dagger a good part of Friday.
Watched a portion of the ‘concert for Diana’ and ‘Live Earth.’ Both of these were so abysmally poor in content and ability that I turned the tv off. These types of things are hypocrisies of the first order delivered by individuals nearly bereft of talent.
A friend and I have been trying to track down another friend. I even telephoned known relatives in Victoria. But this afternoon a note finally arrived from our lost soul that he has declared bankruptcy, closed up the business, and been convicted by the Canada Revenue Agency; and so has begun to dig out. It will not be pleasant.
