“London is a roost for every bird.”
Jupiter Ammon, kittens, this week! They either need to replace our missing officer or pay me more because this is getting ridiculous. I have about three dozen things to do in the next couple of hours, so here are your links and let’s all pretend we’re already in London – it’s seriously the only thing that’s gotten me through the last few days!
I love the London transit system. Sure the buses are hit and miss, and the chances of being shoved up in a stranger’s unwashed armpit during busy hours are fairly high, but you can get anywhere on it. I can’t wait. In the meantime, here’s a bit of humor to get me through.
The National Trust is a wonderful organization, maintaining properties and houses, estates, lands, gardens, and parks. Their website also occasionally contains treats like this to get us through until we can hike the trails.
It’s so true, and it’s occasionally deeply funny. You can spot the tourists trying to put on a British accent from a mile away in London, but apparently it’s happening on this side of the Atlantic as well.
Telling the truth when no one wants to hear it. (Dad, and the anatomically squeamish, skip this one.)
The Daily Mail being “helpful:” look nice, but not too nice. Thanks for that.
For such a delicious pastry, it does look pretty forlorn.
Nothing is new, and the Egyptians always got there first.
I enjoy following politics, I consider myself a political person and highly opinionated, but even I am getting exhausted with this election cycle. Let’s liven things up a bit, shall we? People can be silly.
The weekly sheep. Awww…