What fun. No, that should be “What fun!” New cast, same show, and, as always another nugget of information, I’ll pass along. Later. After I thumb through the libretto.
It did happen, the “hat of power” failed me. Finally. Six days on the road, and in the Fortnum & Mason’s elevator? A guy asked me for directions.
And now? Back to the USA. Homeward bound.
“We do it our way,” Sister said, “R & R: Rest and Repack.”
Travel notes: the anchovy forks:
Sister and I have a long running feud that stems from a love of anchovies.
Unrelated:
What they need is a “Jet Lag Café”- for all those Americans who can’t sleep at 4 in the morning.
