A Few Notes
1) Wide ties are "in" over here. All together now: ick!
2) I'm somewhat concerned with being for Portugal in today's game. At least I'm out of England now.
3) I went to mass at Cardinal Newman's Oratory, where Tolkien studied as a boy. St. Philip Neri is there, looking...well, incorrupt, waxy, and a little creepy. Managed to get to confession, even though the rather deaf and heavily accented priest and I had difficulty understanding one another.
4) I was there for about fifteen minutes before I realized that the altar is supported on either side by naked cherubim. "Ah," I thought to myself, "quelle baroque".
5) When I am in Newark, I feel I am in hell-- but when I'm in hell, I/ll think I'm only in Newark. (With all appropriate apologies to Ruskin and Wilde). Bad weather on the East Coast left me stranded for a night.
6) I haven't had any beer yet (Tom: I don't know what to do without you to order for me), but the restaurant where I ate on Thursday had "Old Speckled Hen" on tap. If I hadn't been trying to get over jet lag, I would have been sorely tempted, just to be able to tell the story. I did, however, have fish & chips and a bread-and-butter pudding that was good enough to kill for.
7) Carolyn: Birmingham's main square features a fountain referred to by locals as "the floozy in the jaccuzi." I thought of you.
8) Many, many, sheep.
2) I'm somewhat concerned with being for Portugal in today's game. At least I'm out of England now.
3) I went to mass at Cardinal Newman's Oratory, where Tolkien studied as a boy. St. Philip Neri is there, looking...well, incorrupt, waxy, and a little creepy. Managed to get to confession, even though the rather deaf and heavily accented priest and I had difficulty understanding one another.
4) I was there for about fifteen minutes before I realized that the altar is supported on either side by naked cherubim. "Ah," I thought to myself, "quelle baroque".
5) When I am in Newark, I feel I am in hell-- but when I'm in hell, I/ll think I'm only in Newark. (With all appropriate apologies to Ruskin and Wilde). Bad weather on the East Coast left me stranded for a night.
6) I haven't had any beer yet (Tom: I don't know what to do without you to order for me), but the restaurant where I ate on Thursday had "Old Speckled Hen" on tap. If I hadn't been trying to get over jet lag, I would have been sorely tempted, just to be able to tell the story. I did, however, have fish & chips and a bread-and-butter pudding that was good enough to kill for.
7) Carolyn: Birmingham's main square features a fountain referred to by locals as "the floozy in the jaccuzi." I thought of you.
8) Many, many, sheep.
2 Comments:
just ask for a half-pint of bitter and take what they throw at you. it's an adventure that way.
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Mr. G. Z. T., at 12:40 PM
Inquiring minds wish to know WHY, as you contemplated your immortal soul and its defects, were you gazing upon naked cherubim? It would seem the near occasion of sin.
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