I just got a handwritten note in my “pidge” (mail slot in the JCR) at Oxford inviting me to a friend’s flat for tea on Thursday.

And if that’s not the most steriotypically English thing that’s ever happened to me, I don’t know what is. The only thing that could be more English is if I’d received this while biking on the left side of the road, while the beefeaters changed the guard, eating crumpets, singing “God Save the Queen,” and adding unnecessary to ‘u’s to words. As the Engulish are wount tou dou.




2 Comments on “Typical”

  1. Shirley Keyser says:

    Karen, I am thoroughly enjoying your bits and pieces about your England experience. I have been there a couple of times…a week at t time, staying with Steve and Kelly. It’s a charming place and fun to see.

    You may get lonely but you will surely find the time over quickly and it will be a great lifetime “story” for you and common talking point with many.

    YOu are loved greatly. Grandma

  2. megan says:

    I like these posts so much it almost makes me physically sick.
    Or maybe that’s the thirty muffins sitting in my stomach…

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