Bedford. July 4, 5 & 6
While America celebrated the Fourth of July, Nic and I were working on wrapping up our trip to England. I may have mentioned this, but the amount of fun we were having is a lot of fun to maintain. It is actually hard work. Monday we laid low and quietly recovered. This gave Nic some time to hang with his nephews, Andrew and James, Rob and his mum. Janet, Nic's mum gave us a surprise visit for a cup of tea, which we all enjoyed. I went on a run in my woods. Yes, they are my woods now. Finally we ordered take-away curry. I don't typically like curry, or Indian food at all, actually. Nic learned on this trip that I am a fussy eater. SHOCK! I can't believe this has missed his observation for over four years of dating. I AM A FUSSY EATER . I have never, ever denied this or tried to pretend otherwise. Anyway, curry has always just hit me wrong. Nic assured me that once I had English curry, Americans are just not very good at curry, I would revise my opinion. I promised him that...