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I have no notes at all for the last two days of my trip, so we'll see how I do.
Debs and Jon have two cats, Lightning and Merlin. Merlin, the older of the two, enjoyed coming throw the cat flap in the door, leaping on the foot of the futon, stomping to the head, and licking my nose. Saturday morning Debs prepared my best Traditional English Breakfast of my visit. I wanted to go to the British Museum this day, but Jon was feeling the after effects of Friday's curry, so we goofed off for a while, then went record shopping. It was fun. Sunday I flew home. The end. |