Since when is it "sunny olde England?"
Woke up this morning to church bells ringing across the street. Threw open the window; a glorious, sunny day and just a charming view of the church tower in Bishop's Park (like Fakee Olde England, I guess 1880). "What time is it?" I asked
shadowdaddy. "Quarter 'til 11," he replied. "I guess you needed some sleep, too." "Crap!" I said, "I don't see how we can make it to the October Party by noon. There's just not enough time! And I wanted to see the Corn Queen ..."
But lo, I made it into the living room and turned on the computer, and today is Fall Back day! So while I'll be squealing in dismay about the sun setting at 4 later on, for now I'm psyched about the fun day we're going to have. This is especially cool because it's something
shadowdaddy saw last night in the Time Out and got excited about. It's being done by Shakespeare's Globe and includes "Sir John Falstaff in Love." Time for a quick fry-up for the two of us at the cafe in the church, and then we're off!
But lo, I made it into the living room and turned on the computer, and today is Fall Back day! So while I'll be squealing in dismay about the sun setting at 4 later on, for now I'm psyched about the fun day we're going to have. This is especially cool because it's something