Sunday, 21 September 2008

Sunday in the Park with George (Gershwin)

This is England, the England of my imaginings.  Where people plant fir trees on their allotments for fear of offending the neighbours;  where the brass band plays after Sunday lunch just a bowled ball away from the municipal planting.

Fine food, drink, company, conversation, and as eclectic a range of reading matter as you'll find at the best of lending libraries:  Quiltmania; Financial Times Wealth; Soul and Spirituality; the Guardian, OK! and the Reader's Digest (Humour Special!); and the immaculately edited IEEE Software.  Grayson Perry and John Diamond came back home unopened.
Mr T had to cross two bottles of Puligny Montrachet Premiere Cru off his cellar book, and was it ever worth it.
Christmas decorations are on sale at Debenhams.  J looks a treat in her new Paul Costelloe, it took determination to get her there.   Country Cousins have tracked down more Bob Azzam. Down to four codeine a day.  Six medical appointments this coming week.  Please slow down, life.

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