By popular demand, here are a few more scenes from St. Albans. (Tomorrow we’ll talk about South Africa and the Kloof some more. And then I’ll go back even further, to our Australia trip, and then … I have a lot to cover, folks. A lot. This blog NEVER ENDS. It is forever unfinished. It both haunts my dreams and is the reason I wake up in the morning (along with cake).

Cake in Spittlefields.

But I digress.)

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St. Albans is incredibly charming, and it’s a very short train ride from London, and there are plenty of other reasons to visit. All of them, however, are being crowded out of my memory because during our visit we ate at a place called The Cock Inn, and I find that to be utterly hilarious.

I wish to make many jokes. Though they are, essentially, all the same joke.

 

I am fairly sure that half of all the establishments in the country are named by a bunch of American middle schoolers who can’t stop laughing at how silly those words sound when someone has a posh English accent.

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I’d seen London so many times before. But I don’t think it’s ever been as lovely as it was at the end of October.

 

I’ve heard it said that living in Seattle is like being married to a beautiful woman who’s sick all the time. And while that’s clever, it’s a little chauvinistic, isn’t it? So while I could use the same analogy to describe London, I’ve tweaked it a bit.

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You guys. YOU GUYS. The playoffs are this weekend and the Seahawks are playing Green Bay. I know that this probably means very little to most of you, but it’s basically a defining moment in my marriage and if we can get through this weekend WE CAN GET THROUGH ANYTHING.

We’re actually both pretty psyched, because no matter who wins, one of our teams is going to the Super Bowl.

Unfortunately, it also means that I’ve spent the entire week reading NFL analysis and predictions, and I forgot that it was Friday, and that I have a round-up do. So better late than never, here’s the week that was:

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The city of Bainbridge (just across the water from downtown Seattle) has banned cheese inside City Hall today in anticipation of this weekend’s football game. In response, a radio station in Milwaukee is refusing to play music by Seattle artists until after the weekend. THERE ARE NO WINNERS IN THIS FIGHT.

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What if the Harry Potter books were all about Hermione and her struggles of being a witch in a wizard’s world? Answer: they would be totally awesome. Check out Hermione Granger and the Goddamn Patriarchy.

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