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Freaky Friday
I have no idea how to get off the phone with a Londoner. There is a long string of “brilliant, excellent, absolutely fine, cheers, of course, lovely, just brilliant, tomorrow then, cheers, brilliant, wonderful…â€Â What can I say to let them know I understand that we are done talking and that we both intend to…
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La Cage aux Folles (and an Interview)
Along the river, near the North end of the Hungerford Bridge, the Playhouse Theatre is home to an extended run of the critically acclaimed La Cage aux Folles. Some of you are likely to have seen the film version which starred Robin Williams (The Birdcage), but I can promise that Graham Norton is stunning in…
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A View From the Bridge
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Do You Still Need Someone to Play the Lead Tree?
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What if the Mightiest Word is Love?
On this historic day it is still wonderful to be in London informally representing the country that has ushered in great change which will effect us on a global scale. It is regrettable, however, to be so far from you who are celebrating–or at least witnessing–the changing of the guards. Barack Hussein Obama was sworn…
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What Day is it?
On Sunday Drew and I decided to wander down Brick Lane. It’s famous for the groups that have historically lived in the area, the Indian and Bangladeshi cuisine offered every few feet, and the vintage shops and street market. The significance of Brick Lane’s history has been featured in novels and films. I had hoped…
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Can’t Stop Thinking About You
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Is it That Late Already?
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Stuck in a Lift
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Where There’s a Will, There Something Good To Watch
This evening in Leicester Square the critically acclaimed 7 pounds premiered at the Empire Cinema. Crowds were already camped out when Drew passed through to go to the office today. Drew attempted on his way home this evening to get a picture of Will Smith on the red carpet, but the lighting was poor. Lucky…
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Hit Me!
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All You Need is Love and Chocolate Chip Cookies
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Reconsider Everything
While walking through Green Park today on our way to take photos of Buckingham Palace, I heard a terrible commotion in the distance. It sounded like someone giving a heated speech to a noisy and responsive crowd–like you see in old history films. A detour down Piccadilly towards Piccadilly Arcade led us to the source…
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Leaving Nashvegas
The collection of mail on our doorstep is a testament to the great length of time we were afforded with family and friends. We didn’t come close to seeing everyone on the list, but we wore ourselves out trying.  Since our last post we saw two more beautiful (and growing) children and their parents and…
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…and That’s Why They Call it a Clock/Radio-
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Treacle