Brazilnut

-Sunday roast with Yorkshire pudding in a pub

- apple crumble (sp???) for dessert

fnarf999

Foyles, and the used bookstores on Charing Cross Road.

specs

Thanks for the obits. I was amused to see the mention of Lazlo Toth. He wrote to famous people during the Nixon era and published a book of letters and replies. L. Toth (a pen name) also appeared as Father Guido Sarducci on Sat. Nite Live. I can't remember his real name.

The Times and The Guardian are my favorites for obits. Where else can you read about a man who parodied the Lippanzaner (sp?) stallions with a trio of donkeys,and had ties to John Phillip Sousa, and the Zeigfield Follies? His life was so full that the death of his wife only merited one line. She died while performing a trapeze act at a Shriner's circus.

My life pales in comparison.

specs

Questions for Brits: Do you use the term loony? Is a loony the same as a nutter?

Cholmondley_Warner

Yes to both.

Another cracking obit:

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.../30/db3001.xml

PatrickLondon

That's interesting. I can imagine many a pub conversation about the precise boundaries between the two. For me, a loony is eccentric, but not dangerous (loathsome though her attitudes may have been, Lady Birdwood was a daft old bat that no-one could have taken seriously). A nutter is louder, more attention-seeking, and to be kept away from strong drink.

jrecm

Hearing the orchestra play at All
Souls Church in London.
Visiting with some of the congregation that have been members for 40 years and still walk to their church.

Looking for houses or products that have been awarded the royal crest..Besom Brooms used by gardeners, maybe a witch and of course for the Harry Potter films

travel2live2

Thought of another thing (hopefully I didn't already say it!) - cathedral bells chiming. I could listen to that for hours. The York Minster put on such a glorious continuous 30 minute display this past July. Very moving and wonderful.

PalenQ

Cathedral Evensongs!

Recently i was in Rochester Cathedral and the boys' choir was practicing for an Evensong performance

I sat and was entralled with the rehearsal and the sound as it ehcoed thru tha cavernous church.

specs

Poor old Sandy. What a life.

I also check the newspapers for the court calendar, which lists the daily rounds of The Royals. It's a relic from centuries past, and unique to the UK.

PalenQ

And love those QUAINT locks on rivers like the Thames and canals

hand-operated often it seems with the lock keeper telling the boat owner to crank open the lock and back

If going to Hampton Court a short stroll upstream brings you to the Mosley Lock, a typical old lock that a parade of pleasure boats and barges go thru

PalenQ

SHEEP

Love that there are sheep it seems everywhere once you get out of London

Just something about looking out train windows and seeing sheep-dotted hills - so pastoral

Baaah Baaah - Luv them sheep

annhig

Hi again, PalQ,

talking of the royals, I was within spitting distance [metaphorically speaking] from Edward [Prince] on Thursday. he was graciously attending the 10th anniversary of the opening of our local theatre/concert hall, imaginatively named "the hall for cornwall".

we both survived the experience, despite the plethora of suits with bulging armpits. [why would anyone bother?]

did we feature in the court calendar? - it never occured to me to look!

regards, ann

Cholmondley_Warner

You certainly did:

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/lif...cle2884842.ece

PalenQ

thanks for sharing annhig

as i have said probably too many times i actually stood next to Prince Charles in Edinburgh one day on an unannounced stop outside a theatre where he would show up later at night

just a handful of folks - my son and me and i was elbow to elbow with the prince - he seemed as stuffed shirt as i imagined but it was a great memory

ah yeh the pageantry - that i may love more than anything else in England

And that 60th wedding celebration nearly brought me to tears the other day or yesterday or whenever it was.

flanneruk

"the plethora of suits with bulging armpits. [why would anyone bother?] "

It must be Cornwall. We had his sister open a library in our town recently, and there wasn't a sign of anyone talking into their sleeve or wearing odd earpieces (mind you, round here, everyone but me has either their iPod or their hearing aid permanently welded to their ears). And the only bulging armpits you ever see are when the building contractors bring cash in to pay the Polish workers.

Mind you, anyone having a go at a nob in our neck of the woods would get handbagged to death before even getting the first syllable of 'Allahu Akbar' out

PalenQ

Ah what a cozy cacoon the Cotswolds Hills are from the real world.

specs

Oh dear. I should've never checked the Court Calendar link. I found myself just a click away from Marcus Binney's heritage houses essays. Too tempting, and now I've frittered away the whole morning.