Paris, Books, and Heritage . . .
I wrote this post months and months ago, then added the photos several weeks ago. Still, I’ve held onto it, hesitating to click on the “Publish” button. It’s closer to me than most of my…
View PostI wrote this post months and months ago, then added the photos several weeks ago. Still, I’ve held onto it, hesitating to click on the “Publish” button. It’s closer to me than most of my…
View PostWith a little person in the house this week, the washing machine has been very welcome, even though said little person’s mother brought along a stack of disposable diapers. Darling little peach-and-pink gingham cropped pants…
View Post“Compare and contrast” essays are central to my arsenal of 1st-year assignments, a more developed version of the old “One of these things is not like the others” game regularly featured on Sesame Street. Marking…
View PostI’m feeling quite pleased with myself for bringing the good weather back home with me — the whole time we were away, the temperature here rarely got into the low 20s, but this week it’s…
View PostPater humoured me this morning and we were out of the hotel by 6:15, at King’s Cross and on the Piccadilly Line by 6:30, and at Heathrow by 7:30 where there were no long lines…
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