Lhude sing, cuccu!

I don't miss a lot about my old neighbourhood, but if I still lived there, I would've made a point of visiting the Conservatory before now. I think it merits a special trip, since seeing the Spring Flower Show might be a way to assuage my invernal longings. Besides, I could combine this with a trip to Green Tea, which I miss terribly. I had acceptable sushi in E-ton last week and Tokyo Marina is all right in a pinch, but neither one sets me afire like that hole-in-the-wall. I haven't seen Chef Jeff since last year. His e-mails mysteriously stopped reaching me and I lost his phone number. He went through all the trouble of getting some Thai fabric samples for me from a friend, but had to give them back since he never heard from me. They might hold the inspiration I need to finally pull my living room together.

"Dwt ti wedi darllen y llyfr, 'rwan gwela'r ffilm!"

Back when I was way big into Welsh, I thought it would be simply awesome if someone started making operas of the tales in the Mabinogi. That may still happen (Bryn, I'm countin' on ya, boyo!), but, in the meantime, some dudes at Siânel Pedwar Cymru have apparently made an animated film. Not nearly as impressive as that baffling Japanime trailer everyone's been pimping, but an interesting attempt all the same.