Ann Patchett
Sunrise in Holyrood
Well done. Here's wishing you a pleasant say.
Great shot.
St. Paul's Inlet, NL, Canada, yesterday
Immature eagle seen from our kitchen window at breakfast time this morning.
Couldn't agree more. Wish the Italians were more inclined to provide seats in their public bathrooms, though.
I spent a month doing Italian with Duolingo before a visit to Italy last month and my experience was the same as yours. It gave me a few useful phrases, helped me understand signs, and boosted my confidence. Nest of all, I could ask where the washroom was.
I live in Newfoundland, Canada. The same jar sits on my desk holding pens. My husband found it years ago while diving near a wharf in an old town. We won't have our forget-me-nots til June.
Is seven cats your life total or the number currently in control of your home? We need to see.
We are in Italy right now. Every day my husband gives away at least half a dozen of those little maple leaf pins you get from your MP's office. People react as if they've just received a treasure. He gets thanks, hugs, free drinks. It's like travelling with Santa. Some day I'm going to abandon him.
I'll be sure to find out.
Leaving in 2 weeks so assuming ballots not finalized that soon.
Absolutely true.
And I'll be in Sicily. First time ever being unable to vote.
Yeah, we sure agonize over the accidental insults, not so much over the accidental compliments that inflate the ego of some miserable jerk. Here's an intentional compliment: you gave a superb interview today about the new mental hlth bldg. Your optimism was wonderful to hear.
It's Newfoundland. Won't find New Foundland on a map.
I slept on one for 18 years. There were a couple of incidents related to cats's claws. Also, husband had to sleep on the floor if he'd been drinking so he wouldn't get seasick.
Jorvik radio is on Sonos Radio. Just marked it as a favourite. Please let us know your broadcast schedule.
What would you expect to see in Ryan Hamilton burger? And congrats.
Do you know what planet that is? Such a sparkling clear night on the Avalon.
Making jokes about faxes stops being funny when you learn they are still being used by pharmacies. And the fax machine at your store is malfunctioning.
Canadian here. My first international trip was to London in my early 20s. Returned home describing the shocking practice of toast placed in a rack, unbuttered, served at the table already cooled. More horrifying than the Tower of London.
