After two miserable penniless days in New York, Joe and I said goodbye to the big adventure and flew home. We were delighted to be travelling with BA.
"May I have a white wine please, Mr Air Steward?"
"Certainly, why not have two?"
Hello again delicious binge-drinking culture.
I am terribly sorry for not writing sooner - I know there are hundreds of you pining for my pithy wit... but the excitement of English things has been so overwhelming that I have mostly been sleeping for two weeks. Well, sleeping and eating cheese. Oh, and securing gainful employment. Score.
I am currently having a jolly break in Cornwall. I really needed a holiday after those three months off. Top moments so far have included dinner with the next door neighbours aka the most Cornish people in existence. I discovered that they refer to me as Cinderella because apparently the first time they saw me I was rather overdressed for village life. Now I don't remember each sartorial choice I have ever made but find it hard to believe that I helped Mum move house whilst sporting a ball gown. Clearly there are different standards at play here.
I am very much enjoying pretending to be a student on summer holidays and travelling around in a purple Clio containing five girls (friends, not random chumps found on the beach), five enormous handbags (belonging to said friends), two binbags loaded with rubbish (damn foxes) and a set of golf clubs (don't ask). I am also enjoying "helping" round the house i.e. putting things in the wrong places and accidentally throwing out the compost. Whoops. The joys of temporarily living at home.
I am not sure what to do with the blog now I am back. I have very much enjoyed writing it but am not narcissistic enough to think people want to read about my everyday adventures (today I woke up, got the train and went to work. I had soup for lunch. A man sneezed on me on the way home), so perhaps I shall have to pretend to still be travelling?
Back to the big smoke soon anyway so ideas on a postcard please....
"May I have a white wine please, Mr Air Steward?"
"Certainly, why not have two?"
Hello again delicious binge-drinking culture.
I am terribly sorry for not writing sooner - I know there are hundreds of you pining for my pithy wit... but the excitement of English things has been so overwhelming that I have mostly been sleeping for two weeks. Well, sleeping and eating cheese. Oh, and securing gainful employment. Score.
I am currently having a jolly break in Cornwall. I really needed a holiday after those three months off. Top moments so far have included dinner with the next door neighbours aka the most Cornish people in existence. I discovered that they refer to me as Cinderella because apparently the first time they saw me I was rather overdressed for village life. Now I don't remember each sartorial choice I have ever made but find it hard to believe that I helped Mum move house whilst sporting a ball gown. Clearly there are different standards at play here.
I am very much enjoying pretending to be a student on summer holidays and travelling around in a purple Clio containing five girls (friends, not random chumps found on the beach), five enormous handbags (belonging to said friends), two binbags loaded with rubbish (damn foxes) and a set of golf clubs (don't ask). I am also enjoying "helping" round the house i.e. putting things in the wrong places and accidentally throwing out the compost. Whoops. The joys of temporarily living at home.
I am not sure what to do with the blog now I am back. I have very much enjoyed writing it but am not narcissistic enough to think people want to read about my everyday adventures (today I woke up, got the train and went to work. I had soup for lunch. A man sneezed on me on the way home), so perhaps I shall have to pretend to still be travelling?
Back to the big smoke soon anyway so ideas on a postcard please....
Kate is clearly having a wonderful time in Cornwall. Here are some of the things she hasn't mentioned: she is now walking the dogs, and Merlin is enjoying it so much he hides behind the door, it is true she threw out peelings meant for compost, but at least she didn't make them into soup, she has tormented her sister with comedy baby names, burped her way through my Saturday meditation, gleaned anything not hilarious from my wardrobe and generally kept us highly entertained. Lovely to have her back, and for another week too!
ReplyDelete"I am very much enjoying pretending to be a student on summer holidays "
ReplyDeleteJust try to keep on doing that indefinitely - been doing similar for, ahem, 30ish years now...
I really enjoyed your writings and hope you will entertain us a lot more in the future. You have the potential of becoming a great author, so please don't stop. You could always give us your weekly view on currents events in your life and your surroundings. I love your wit especially and if I had the power I would hire you as a correspondent for a Newspaper or Magazine.
ReplyDeleteThanks Michiel! What a lovely message!
ReplyDeleteI agree with Michiel, you should definitely keep on writing. I'll miss it! And I love hearing about sneezing incidents xxx
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