Monday, February 9, 2009

Snow, SAD and our Neville~II


More snow.

The girls are out of school, since the country is out of road salt. In one town, they've gone to mixing table salt with road salt so they'll have something to put down so people don't go sliding off the roads, as we almost did on the way to lovely Stowe...a journey that was canceled a few miles out of the village.

School wasn't as important as our lives today.

The weekend was spent in a number of lovely ways--from me trying to catch up on my sleep Saturday morning, to building snowmen to playing gin to panto. The snowman was created by MB and her friend, James, whom I'm thinking of packing up and taking home with me. He's lovely and sweet and camp and a real dear, who makes me laugh. He picked up gin rather quickly, well, the smack talk part of it at least... and is now a convert to the Church of British Gin Games.

Yesterday, I also had tea with Our Neville and Margaret. Let me say this, the real Margaret is physically nowt like my creation... still, they've provided me with a ton of new material, since he is still quite dry and she is a tiny laughing woman, and they both adore each other.

I got that part right.

It's Tuesday, more theater on the way (for Vinny!) in the next bit. I've a shower to take, a train to take, and Loo and I are braving the UK weather to head into London to see a West End show.

Life couldn't be better.




Our Neville Fact:

Neville has a Man Room, from which Margaret is banned. There he has a pool table, his computer and all his books. He's only allowed to smoke his cigars there-- although, when Margaret is off on a WI weekend, he occasionally will sit in the lounge in his Man Shorts, and have an glass of his illicit stash of first cask single malt and Cuban cigar, just to prove he can.

9 comments:

austere said...

sad/SAD and thou?
Nyet!

Stay warm and have fun. And review the show, of course.

Cormac Brown said...

There I go, asking about the snow when all I had to do was come here first. I think I have worked with that snowman befo...


...naw, couldn't be him.

inflammatory writ said...

I am just dying to get back to England.

Bill From Gainesville said...

when I had a Man room, women were totally allowed in it, the issue was just that they werent aloud to choose the furniture or art or stuff like that. (she had the whole rest of the house to dictate her tastes)

Therapeutic Ramblings said...

I am willing to concede the rest of the house, but I will not concede the "Man Room". I'd rather have a "Man House"...off on a separate part of the property, but I think that may be pushing it....at least for my 1st wife.

vinny said...

Thanks quin. I just thought of the first time I read your blog was a post on theater. I can't remember exactly what.... but I remember theater.

Funny how it snowed here today too. Heavy until the afternoon, and now mostly melted away. It's been above zero here for the last week. Never saw the snow coming.

Solomon said...

Mmmm, a "man" room...

raino said...

love the umbrella with the snow 'person'. i've become so politically correct.

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coastrat said...

Glad you are having a good time over there!