We heard George Bush was coming to town today, so we struck out for the M40. Her Majesty the Queen entertained him at Windsor, where he was shown the armor belonging to Henry VIII. He appeared suitably impressed, as one does when gazing at the big guy's armor.
Meanwhile, we were out looking at one of the abbeys that same Henry dissolved. I'll post some photos later; the camera is temporarily misplaced.
I did think it telling that the dog defecated right in the middle of the abbey ruins.
Fortunately I had a plastic grocery bag I'd saved from before I started using canvas bags, or else I'd be in deep do do.
Later, someone mistook me for a Canadian. I wisely chose not to say anything.
