I’ll be posting bits I’ve jotted down over the years. They’re written like they’re recent, because I’ve left them as they originally were.
The power went out the other night, right in the middle of the 4th Harry Potter book on CD. I’ve never read the actual books. There’s something very appealing about having things read to me in a British accent. Of course, New Zealand, Australian, and British accents all sound the same to me, even though the people in those countries would strongly disagree. As a case in point, when I was in Australia, they thought I sounded British. I did have a terrible time ordering food there. Always ended up with something other than what I thought I’d asked for. Like red wine instead of water.