Email from Friday May 11, 2012
The food is really good here at Charingworth Manor. I don't know what the secret ingredient is but this morning's scrambled eggs must have been the best I've ever had. The waiter wore a suit. I had to chuckle when he said 'No problem' to a couple who were sitting behind me, because that was one of Glenn's pet peeves. 'No problem' the man repeated to his table mate, and then he was off and running about the English language. For Coronation Street watchers, think Norris Cole only more pompous. 'Americans don't know what the word
well means, unless it's to do with oil. They don't say they're
well, they say they're
real good... not even really good. I doubt most of them know...' 'That's not true,' said the lady. 'When (so-and-so) phones, she doesn't say she's real good.' So then he carried on loudly in French and German.
I drove into Chipping Campden to visit the information office. A taxi driver - probably the one I'd got a ride with yesterday - who does tours in the area had told me that Hidcote Manor Garden was closed on Thursdays and Fridays. This was disappointing because it was one reason I came here. Fortunately his information was out of date because it changed this year.
The weather was better. Here are some pictures from my walk around town.
I hadn't expected to see so much wisteria in England
Purple balcony railings
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I walked up behind the High Street and found some charming places
Hoo Cottage - how cute
When I think of Graham Greene, I think of the Canadian actor
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