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Shopping in the Olde Worlde

Shopping in the Olde Worlde

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It’s cold today. Cold enough to make me want to find an excuse to stay inside. Why not make a blog post? Haven’t done anything worth posting for a while, but there’s always something lurking in the photo collection. But what?

I’m a fan of the

Curses!

Curses!

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After unleashing I ❤️ Small Museums on the world, I realized that there is one more small museum that I just have to show you.

I ❤️ Small Museums

I ❤️ Small Museums

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As the late, great Billie Holiday once sang:
Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly, bloggers gotta blog.

I started this damp Saturday by boring the socks off of the nice folks who use Convoglio email. They were treated to a longish discourse on two alternative ways to train Spam filters.

This and That

This and That

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Poof! Just like that, and a few tons of carbon in the atmosphere later, we’re back in Seattle. Since this blog exists primarily to share travel photos with friends and family, I’ll be going silent until our next trip begins some time in July.

But before then, I

The Last Supper

The Last Supper

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All good things comes to an end. So, too, our rendezvous with Andy, Danielle, Jim and Betty. The latter two returned to Guildford and Mary Anne and I flew to Berlin.

But not before one last dinner at a country pub in Newbourne.

How much would you pay?

How much would you pay?

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Welcome to Southwold, a somewhat more upscale seaside town. Or village. I’m never sure when a village becomes a town.

The subject of this post is Beach Huts. You’ve seen them before in my Felixstowe post. To review: they are essentially toolsheds on leased land by the beach.

Andy and Me and the Frogeye

Andy and Me and the Frogeye

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In the States, we call them Bugeyes. Apparently they’re known as Frogeyes in England. At least that’s what Andy calls his. More formally, this is an Austin Healy Sprite, smaller sibling to the venerable Austin Healy 3000.
A Day by the Sea

A Day by the Sea

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We bid farewell to Avril and Peter and boarded the train bound for Suffolk. We were looking forward to a few days with friends Danielle and Andy at their home near Woodbridge.

Andy and I have been friends since we met in the early Eighties. Andy was living in Hong

Blood, Sweat and Tears

Blood, Sweat and Tears

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Today, let’s talk about the Jazz/Rock group from the Seventies, known for such hits as “Spinning Wheel” and “You made me so very happy”.

Just kidding. We’re talking about one of the most accomplished men of the Twentieth Century, Sir Winston Churchill. His actual quote is, “I

Divorced, Beheaded, Died…

Divorced, Beheaded, Died…

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…Divorced, Beheaded, Survived.

If you’d gone to school in England rather than wasting your time elsewhere, you’d recognize this short rhyme as describing the fate of the six wives of Henry the Eighth.

Today, between rain squalls, we had a look at Hever Castle, home of Beheadee #1,

A Walk in the Woods

A Walk in the Woods

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One more nine hour flight under our belts, mercifully uneventful. We exited Heathrow into heavy rain and light fog in the company of our friend Peter who had driven up from his home in Surrey to collect us.

After a short nap and lunch at a local pub, we took