No. 279: DUBE, FOOTE, FORMENTON, HART & McLEOD / The trial of the Hockey Canada 5 & I got a glimpse of the behind the scenes by accident.

I just wanted a square meal on a winter night & wind up sitting next to the legal team of the accused.

BACK in late January, I drove down the 401 five hours or so to London and checked into the Delta, the hotel retrofitted into the old armoury building downtown. It was just a social deal, not business, though mid-winter in London doesn’t pass for vacation. And upon getting in that evening, the weather being kinda lousy, Susan crashing with online work to get to at dawn the next day, I opted to grab something to eat in the hotel restaurant, albeit just the bar area was open. I parked and ordered nachos, no ground flesh please, and a Heineken Zero or whatever the alcohol-free beer option was. Guinness 0 wasn’t on the drinks list, that much I remember.

I was minding my own business at this table for one and reading on my iPad, Michael Chabon’s The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay. Read it years back in hardcover, now going through it making notes on the iPad, which is my wont. The music was up somewhat in the dining area and the sound of the hockey game on the TV was down. Didn’t watc…