The stuff contains more clay than we were led to believe by the bridge contractor...it’s not what we had hoped we were getting. If we get down to June 1 and it hasn’t bleached down we’d consider moving it.
I hated her cooking…food from cans and boxes, ‘50s style. “Set the table, punkin’ and get the box of mashed potatoes out for me and the squirt cheese.” We ate what was squirted in front of us… or so Mom thought.
The unexpected and anonymous element that was so essential to the project cannot be repeated, but I wanted to send the message that the love is still out there, all around us, eternally. We just need to be reminded at times.
We had planned to visit Windsor Castle, but the Queen was going there for Easter. So we visited the royal palace at Hampton Court instead...We went to the ancient Roman baths. They had the right idea. They used tubs of ice then then a hot springs bath.