God Save the Queen and my Memories
I have a wonderful aunt and uncle (actually I have several wonderful aunts and uncles) who treated me to a trip to England last summer. My friend and cohort, Sharon, accompanied us, and I had the time of my life. If their intent was to bring me out of the doldrums, they succeeded. With the current situation at S.M., I find myself needing another pick-me-up, so I have decided to record my journal from that adventure. It will take a while, but I will try to post old entries simultaneously with new ones. If you’d like to read them, just step with Sherman and Mr. Peabody into the WAY-BACK MACHINE and dial up last July.