Daily Archives: July 8, 2015

Dang it… I guess I sort of promised I would show you all my new beard… which still makes me look like a serial killer because it isn’t grown in all the way…

Posted on July 8, 2015 by pouringmyartout

I love the irony of the fact that I waited until it was fully gray… or white, as the case may be… before I grew it out. I hope dogs, babies and horses still love me. I might have to … Continue reading →

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How did you get around in London with all that crazy traffic, I am sure you are all dying to ask…

Posted on July 8, 2015 by pouringmyartout

I have five words for you… hop-on/hop-off busses… There I am, listening to the historic narration on the pink headphones provided on the busses. And there, by pure coincidence, is St. Paul’s in the background. The busses take these big, … Continue reading →

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For Trent Lewin, my head minion…

Posted on July 8, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Here is a picture of a brochure we brought back from London… Is there something you would like to tell us???

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High tea in a low crypt…

Posted on July 8, 2015 by pouringmyartout

Okay, that title warrants some explanation… we had high tea in a low crypt… is that better? I am not going to go into the history of the term ‘high tea’, because it has diverged from its original meaning. Suffice … Continue reading →

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