Got a call from Port Place marketing guy Brian Tilley Tuesday.
Tilley had given me a tour of the partially completed, unfurnished model suite of the Son of Port Tower last week. During the tour, I had expressed some skepticism over the suggestion it would be completed and fully furnished within a week.
Anyway, Tilley called to say he wanted to correct some information he had given me last week. He had told me the suite would be ready by Thursday. He was wrong. It was ready now.
How dare he toy with my emotions!
Assorted investors were down for a look-see on Tuesday. Tilley said I was welcome to take a gander, too.
Hey, why not? It’d be the closest I’m likely to get to a $750,000 condo outfitted to the nines.
Nice unit. Groovy furniture. Impressive finishes. And the views will be wows-ville.
Lot of dough for the space, though.
But then, I’m way out of my league when it comes this sort of real estate. There may be some investment strategies at work here that I’m incapable of understanding. Tilley told me at the end of the day they had doubled their sales, from eight to 16. And he was confident they would sell a bunch more on the Canada Day weekend when people who have registered interest in the project are invited in for a look.
There’s a ribbon-cutting on Friday afternoon for the model suite/presentation centre featuring Hizzoner Brian McMullan. Soon, the general public will be able to walk through and gawk at the furnished digs.
As I’ve noted before, this will probably be the biggest attraction at the beach this summer.
Did you read this stuff about Thorold city council supporting a local business group wanting to split from the Greater Niagara Chamber of Commerce and re-activate a Thorold Chamber of Commerce?
I offer no comment because Thorold city council unintentionally parodies its small-mindedness better than I ever could intentionally.
I’m taken aback by the on-line interest shown in the sleeping cop story and photo that ran in The Standard.
It received the most hits on our site this week, and the reader feedback was through the roof.
Granted, we’re not exactly getting Aristotle and Socrates providing reader feedback. It’s more likely to be guys named Bitter and Vitriol.
Still, there’s no denying the unusual interest in the story. But seriously, folks, lighten up.
I thought it was a funny photo, nothing more. Sheesh, some people reacted like it was a hanging offence.
Naturally, the police brass had to respond gravely, agreeing with the mob that it potentially was a serious safety issue.
Hello, she was taking a cat nap, she wasn’t in a coma. Tap on the window, and she probably would have jumped three feet.
Must be a lot of repressed anger at the police out there.
Notice the lack of clamour in the local media this week?
Nik Wallenda is gone!
Amazing how quickly white-hot publicity cools down in a matter of days, huh?
But I come to praise Wallenda, not bury him.
His high-wire act really did bring a lot of publicity to Niagara Falls. The TV shots were amazing as were the still photos that appeared on-line and in newspapers around the world.
Not sure if this will translate into a tourism boost for the Falls, but it can’t hurt.
To ensure his name is kept alive in Niagara, I hereby suggest he be selected the Grand Marshal for this year’s Grape and Wine Parade. High-wire act to follow in Montebello Park.