The Town and Country Lodge
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... 1972, Paris 1973, Greek Islands 1980, Copenhagen 2000ish. Living in London off and on was a blast and something I'd like to do more and of course travel in the UK - Yorkshire is gorgeous, Edinburgh delightful, Cumbria magnificent. Wales is lovely, Devon my perennial holiday home. Cornwall is stunning but somewhat scarey. Somerset and home are soft, gentle, welcoming, safe.
What I really want to do is what @plaingoldband ...
As you could probably guess from the title of this entry, I went back to school last week. *plays sad music* In less depressing news, how is it in Australia? Nice and sunny and warm? How nice...because it's definitely not like that here. It's cold, and Christmas adverts flood the telly. If you think that it's too early for Christmas adverts, prepare yourself. I was in sainsbury's (the English version of woolworths) ...
... to be, and in the light of day there is nothing to be afraid of.
Finding a cozy coffee shop with a real fireplace anchored my days here. I spent more time in my favorite town, Bath, took walks along the canal in Devizes, and ate the best Indian food I’d ever tasted. Today I will travel by bus back to the nest of Rosemary, and there turn the page to see what is next.
... to supply the restaurants which lined the boardwalk. We decided, however, not to grace one of these establishments with our presence, instead heading to the supermarket to buy dinner. We then got lost in the many narrow streets within the Palace. We eventually located a bell tower which we climbed for the low price of £1. After overcoming a bit of vertigo, we were able to fully enjoy the amazing city laid out before us. ...
... whooped, therefore we were all equal. Thinking about it at the time, I don't think that anyone had any trouble with each other on the course, I liked everyone.
Stepping up to the stage now, feels like a bit of a dream. I don't remember what I said to the chancellor, I don't know how I walked, I'm not quite sure how I got down the steps in those heels, but I did it. Before I knew it, I had walked past my parents, waved, and sat back down where ...