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... it from everywhere!) Anyway, I glanced at the What's On for Monday. At St Martins Church (where George's sister was married, and where his girlfriend Mary's father was the vicar) an orchestra from McKinnon High School in Melbourne was to perform, with old friend Tony Brookes conducting. Of course we had to go!! It was only 10 minutes walk away. Tony's wife Libby (who drove me to Ballarat hospital in the middle of the night when Adam was born 33 years ago on a ...
... strings. There's even a model plane looping the loop. Once again I find the words of hackneyed songs flooding my mind and I am singing out loud the lyrics made famous by Mary Poppins:
"With tuppence for paper and strings,
you can have your own set of wings
with your feet on the ground
you're a bird in a flight
with your fist holding tight
to the string of your kite.
Oh, Oh, Oh!
let's go fly a kite
up to the ...
Adam: "Are we having two creative writing sections or one for Weekday Weekender?"
Larry: "Stop. Just stop. We don't ask that question."
Adam: "Ok, but I need to know because--"
Larry: "Na! Nee!"
I am so sick of sandwiches. When I'm at home, I might eat one sandwich per month, if that many. But with our crazy schedules, sandwiches are normally the go-to option for lunch. There is never time to go out and find something else, and M&S ...
... less common cat fights between women, the hum and whistle of a wandering man, and construction that seemed to come from within the house. My hope is that was all made up for by the coffee we drank at my preferred café and the unexpected five star dinner we ate at La Perla, a beautiful French restaurant owned by a Moroccan chef who may or may not have been interested in marrying Julie.
Wednesday came and went on a hot train back to Rabat and ended ...
... at our local before turning in for the night.
Day 3. We woke up early and went for a run together on the paved trail adjacent to the Thames River, which was conveniently located only a couple blocks from the hotel. The weather was perfect, and we got to see the rowing teams out on the water for morning practice. We returned to the hotel, packed up our belongings, and left Oxford by mid-morning for our long drive to "The North."