two more funny things that happened in NYC
One: Every time I grabbed a door handle/pushed the lift button, opened something, I'd get an electric shock. I thought maybe it was cos I was dragging my feet and making static, but then I made a concious effort to to walk like I was on the moon for half a day and it still happened. Electrified or what. Weird! Two: On Monday night Woody Allen was playing in the bar of the hotel. He plays the clarinet with a wee band and me and Greer had a laugh watching him and discussing how if we were in Dunedin right now... So there, that's all.