I’ll tell the story properly tomorrow. Today, after a round trip of about 320 miles into England and back, I’m just a little too tired to do it justice. I don’t enjoy long distance driving anymore, even with Graham by my side to jolly things up. Nevertheless, it was fun.
Crossing over the border
The house still smells of fish pie–delicious and sustaining though it was, we simply must ventilate better when doing a fish dish in future.
Last night’s opening into Stargate Atlantis (series 1, programme 1) was a resounding success. It’s a double length episode, so we had to chop it off in midstream–finishing it tonight. For some reason I find it impossible to remember Atlantis, so I’ve taken to calling it Stargate Asparagus, which works just as well.
It was good to get home. England, south-east England, seems to be on some other planet now, and the natives are not entirely friendly.
