Oh my.
I’m all tingly.
I’ve been keeping myself busy working on wholesale orders, getting the soap curing so when I get back I can get to work on them.
I keep wondering if renting and driving a car from the UK is a wise idea. Rentals in France are much more expensive, plus the additional cost of getting around in the UK before we cross the channel would really add up and makes the cheapskate in me cringe. But I’m kinda twitchy about driving a right hand drive car on the wrong side of the road. Not that “I” will be driving the damn thing. Glen has all the driver training and he’s never been in an accident, so it will be on him if he gets us killed.
People do it all the time, and I’m hoping that as long as Glen and I are just super aware of the fact that he has to stay on the LEFT and remember that the rest of the car is also on his left so he doesn’t try to land us in the rhubarb by trying to center the car automatically. I think we’ll be OK. We’re not heading into London, so that worry isn’t there, and we are planning on sticking to the lesser used roads in the UK to avoid the crazy drivers as I’ve been warned already by a friendly Fishmonger who settled here about 10 years ago.
The fishmonger and Morgan share their name! She loves to tell him that every time she sees him, and he gives a grandpa like chuckle and says that she has the best name ever.
Speaking of Morgan, she has taken to calling herself Morganna. She keeps asking the origin of her name, so I fill her in for the 800th time. I told her that we will be taking a trip through Glastonbury which some beleive is linked to the Arthurian Legend. I’m eager to find out more and if I can find some little trinket or story about Morgan Le Fey for her, all the better.
We went to see the Princess and The Frog today, the kids loved it. I tried to nap through it but it was too loud. I have to stop staying up so late watching awesome late night-no-kids-allowed TV.
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