For those of you who notice such things, my other blog, the impractical one, has been lying fallow for a while now. I have no excuses. It’s not as though I’m swamped with work these days either. In fact, October is turning out to be quite possibly one of the laziest months of my entire life, after infancy and possibly early toddlerhood. No, the blog is just sitting there, all lumpen and bloggy, losing followers because I think I’ve run out of things to say about Shanghai or about expattery or mops or whatever.
We’ve been in Shanghai nearly 3 years now. Three years! And in our current flat for nearly 17 months– a record of stability for me. In Turkey, I changed flats every single year for six years.
But here…things are very stable. We have appliances! We have (get this!) a vacuum cleaner. We have a beer shop around the corner who know me by name (Hiya Cedric! Hi CheersIn!).
We’re kinda settled, at least for another year, if not more. And it’s pleasant. We have a lovely flat. Our neighbourhood is interesting, with old lane ways draped with laundry and feathery chicken executions and floppy fish in baby bath tubs, scores of bound crabs, and lots of bicycles. It’s noticeably China but not overwhelmingly so.
These are our neighbours across the street.
And this is the alleyway next to our building.
But, if you’ve been reading my blogs for a while now, you already know these things. I’ve already written about them. Months ago. Many times, in fact. And I really don’t want to get repetitive here.
As you may know, my career track (*ahem*) has shifted somewhat in the past few months and I now have a lot more free time than I’d anticipated. This month, I’ve, um, marked 17 essays so far. And this weekend I’ll do a day and a half of speaking tests in HangZhou. And next week, I’ll mark about 45 essays. And that, my friends, will be my total output for the month of October.
So you’d think with all this time that I’d be writing up a storm, being productive, finishing my novel about water monsters and goats, going to the gym and making full use of my oft neglected membership (I mean, really, it’s only a ten minute walk away!). But you’d be wrong.
I have nothing to say. Really. Or rather, nothing new or interesting or intelligent to say. About Shanghai. About China. About water monsters or goats. Empty.
About chapatis and aioli and pumpkins, I still have many words left to burble out. Which is why this particular blog is getting a lot more action than the other one. (more…)