Mourning Glory.

Greetings Gentle Readers,
I have some sad news to announce.
A friend, fellow playwright and genius, Stephen Gretchky, passed away earlier today, about 4am GMT.
He was a great writer, a brilliant thinker, and most of all a close friend. You may remember his many works, including "Sir Spaniel of Dogville" and the Children's classic "My Year In Soviet Russia With Cuddles the Attack Dog"
His work, mainly animal and canine related, garnered the praise of journalists, artists, filmmakers, actors and the masses, culminating in last year's Saskatchewan Regional Theater fellowship, of which he wrote a play based on Canada's harsh climates and how dogs cope with such things, classically the dog being portrayed by Sir Timothy Kregsman, one of his last performances before retirement.

It is truly a sad day, but I am glad to say that I knew him, and even through the harder parts, his darker times, and his second life in Portugal, South America way, he was a great friend, and i was happy to be by his side in London this morning, sharing what precious time he had left.

I also caught a screening of chemotherapy, the new project by Dr. Samuel Johnson, who just happened to be in the hospital.

It was interesting to say the least.

Goodnight, Travel Well.
Ethan.

EDIT: Just learnt it was not a new gallery hidden in a hospital, and Dr. Samuel Johnson was not the same man I was thinking of, being of female gender. Such things are not unusual in the underground art movement however, and I suggest you check out the exhibit at King George, I believe it'll be there until Sunday, and it's free!