Arriving in a strange city, armed with a letter of introduction, I could have been a character from Jane Austen! (Ok, the letter was figurative - but Email of Introduction sounds wrong)
I put on my Going Out For Tea clothes (including my new skirt, bought under the aegis of my sister Sarah, who claims all my clothes are boring; she made me buy a skirt with an odd pattern on it because it was "interesting"), and had a nice slow wander through the streets of Brighton.
Tea was lovely, with cut sandwiches, and muffins. It was nice to have a grown-up conversation that was not interrupted every two minutes by my nephew wanting me to go and play Cars with him (he is Finn McMissile and I am Lightning McQueen).
I'm sure I stayed longer than politeness demanded, but eventually I tore myself away and strolled home again. In retrospect, I should not have worn my new sandals, as I have ended up with three blisters. But it was worth it to have a nice afternoon out! Besides, my buttoned boots were at the cleaners, along with my bonnet and pelisse.
That's more like it! The blog's really humming now. No need for snide asides from the commentariat.
ReplyDeleteWhen's the book coming out?
Also, if you're interested in 'period works', I notice in this morning's Waikato Times that Miriam Margolyes is doing a one-woman "Women in Dickens" show on 2 May. Interesting in coming with me? Don't know that it's quite your father's cup of tea!
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