
A Dickensian Christmas
Except it isn’t Christmas anymore, is it. Mother Nature, however, thought otherwise and sent England a ton of snow this … Continue reading A Dickensian Christmas
Except it isn’t Christmas anymore, is it. Mother Nature, however, thought otherwise and sent England a ton of snow this … Continue reading A Dickensian Christmas
After the show, because one must go to theatre in London, and a late dinner at Amalfi in Soho, I … Continue reading Piccadilly Peccadillo
Where the bluebells and the wind are, Fairies in a ring I spied, And I heard a little linnet Singing … Continue reading Bluebells