Local Language

  • gypsy’s warning

    A quiet word to an employee or aquaintance, suggesting that they’d best proceed with caution in respect of their current conduct or attitude, or they may be in for an unpleasant surprise. The details of which aren’t actually set out by the giver of the warning, who may or may not have control over their…

Journal

  • Crouch End

    It’s always fun to explore a new London borough. There really is so much that we haven’t seen – still! Sunday lunches with Elsa are a good excuse to try (and to see) something new.

  • First Dinner Party

    I cannot believe that we have lived here nearly eleven months without ever having had someone over for dinner. I can’t believe we have never eaten at our table, until now. I think I like it. We might do it again soon.

  • Cue Superhero Music

    Pen and pencil ready? Assignment: One hundred words about your super power(s), single spaced, 12 point typeface, on my desk next Thursday. Papers with photos earn extra credit.

  • They Call Her The Streak

    I like to think of 351 Crescent House as our little haven. You know, a safe place where we can wear clothes that don’t match, play video games at all hours, and sit reading in a face mask made of blueberries. Maybe Drew doesn’t partake in the blueberry face mask bit, but you get the…

  • The Exciting Life

    You know that your life is brimming over with excitement when the funniest thing that happened to you all weekend was an unenlightened exchange with a grocery store employee. What can I say? Things get wild up in her’, yo!

  • Be Still, My Heart

    There’s a reason it took so long to report the most recent visit to the Huddleston B&B, made by Kassi and Kelsey of the lovely near-Nashville, Tennessee. It might be that tears welled up in my eyes more than a couple of times and my lip quivered uncontrollably once or twice.

  • Music, my Other Best Friend

    I think 311 says it best in their love song to music. “You never turned your back on me/When I gave up on myself/You’re my constant companion/What would the world be like without you around?” Ah, poetry. And love.

  • Lift Your Razor High, Sweeney

    The point is not that I lay in the aftermath of a migraine or that little pieces of my heart had been whisked away in an Addison Lee taxi a little after 2:30 am (more on that later)… The point isn’t that Drew sweetly whispered something about breakfast in my ear and walked me gently…

  • Moonlight Serenade

    Who is lucky enough to have live acoustic music in their living room?! The Huddlestons, that’s who.

  • Pip pip, Cheerio, Harry Potter!

    What is going on around here?! Who ordered the tent?

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