memories
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Jun 15
Just good enough for a national museum’s front porch
Here we all are, getting set to learn what it means to be British at the British Museum.
That’s not what you learn at the British Museum, actually, but we saw a lot of great artifacts. Here is a selection I shared on the site last month.
We were very pleased that Adam got to come and traipse around London with us for a weekend. Always nice to hear another accent you understand. We also got to see where seven-times or so removed ancestor immigrated from. Mostly we were just happy to see our friend.
27
Jun 15
Wedding Saturday
Today we went to a wedding. Seemed only appropriate that we show up, since we were part of the engagement.
He’d sent his soon-to-be fiancee on a scavenger hunt about town, featuring many of the places that are significant to them. The trip culminated with a walk full of dozens of people they knew holding posters about her and him and them. (We went for comic relief with our posters.) At the end of that tunnel there he was with a ring and a speech and a poster of his own.
And today it was a lovely little ceremony. Saw some folks we don’t get to see as often as we should. Had a little finger food at the reception and hung out with our pal Kim:
And then we went out for barbecue. Not a bad way to spend your evening.
26
Jun 15
Panoramas from Liberty
We were just installing some drawer pulls that we bought in London. Supposedly they were salvage from homes in India. Liberty is a high-end boutique kind of place. Outrageously cool stuff at often outrageous prices. We were there for tea.
The drawer pulls were inexpensive. So we sat there independently counting up how many drawers and cabinets we had. (We arrived at the same number every time!) And then we started picking out mixed and matching sets of the tiny ceramic knobs. They look pretty sharp now that we have them installed.
Anyway, since I was doing that, I figured I could return to Liberty here today with two large pictures I took. Click to embiggen them!
25
Jun 15
The closest pastures are on your left
(Extra material from our trip to England.)
As you travel over to Stonehenge in the late spring or early summer, you’ll see fields and fields and acres and acres of cowslip. Not a bad way to distract yourself from the realization that “THAT MAN IS DRIVING ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD!”
