Tuesday, September 28, 2010

What I'll miss when I get home

Isaac and Lux
Hanging out with Wendy
Drinking a margarita in the sunshine
( I never drink margaritas in England, and we all know how often the sun shines there. Dave has just emailed to say that "Here it was damp and grey, and this morning, peering out into the dark, it is damper and greyer. The morning looks like a run-over squirrel. There is fog licking the windows." Has he forgotten who the writer is in this family?)

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