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Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Domesticity

Finally, a few days to slow down and just enjoy being in England.  No traveling and no spending; just doing laundry and helping out around the house as my cousins are beginning some major renovations.  Walls & ceilings came down today as the living room, the utility room, and the kitchen are all being remodeled.  They say it's going to take five weeks, but I'll take the over on that one.  Either way, it should be all done by Christmas, including a new entry way in the front and two sets of French doors in the back.

The original solar dryer

My cousin has turned me onto an old television comedy series about a man who finds a way to go back in time 50 years to the London Blitz.  He falls in love with a barmaid whose husband is off to war.  Of course, he  just happens to be married in the 1990's as well, so the series is based around his efforts to keep both women happy at the same/different time.  We have the entire series on DVD, so I'm never at a loss for something to watch.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=st72Xd0xRaU

Who said it always rains in England?  It's been sunny and in the upper 70's or lower 80's all week, so I've been outside more than in.  Today, I thought nothing of a three mile walk to Sainsbury's to buy some broccoli and carrots for tonight's meal.  (Of course, Sainsbury's is also the only place where I can find my Caffrey's.)  Along the way, I shared the path with people of every age and size.  The parks are full of folks just out enjoying the weather and after school, you can't find a park bench or sunny patch of grass without some uniformed children kicking back with their friends.  In America, no one walks home from school anymore and I think they've lost a wonderful opportunity to come into themselves.

The High Rocks


To a little kid, this was a new world . . .
Every time we drove from my grandparents' house to my aunt & uncle's, we would stop halfway and I would play on the "High Rocks"

One time I met a boy from Miami whose name was Mork.  His grandmother lived nearby and he played here often and we actually ran into each other 3-4 times.  My parents said his name was Mark and I just didn't understand his accent, but then Mork & Mindy came out and so I still think I was right.


 . . . kind of like the Planet of the Apes

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