A love affair with the mother land that's crossed 3 decades.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

The end of the trip...

I was asked why I started one entry with "Henry, move over for Vera .." That's because on my last trip, I encountered the name Henry every single day in a different context. At the start of this trip, I heard Vera the first 4 or 5 days, but it didn't carry through the whole trip, so there you are.

The trip to Pulborough included fabulous cooking by Megs and some sightseeing in lovely Chichester and in Bosham (a port town which has an inlet off the English Channel). Bosham floods at every high tide, so some of the houses have doors which don't start until 2-3 feet off the ground.

On Sunday alone, when I was leaving the flat in Camden Town the couple who owned it told me "You've got a place to stay." When I ate lunch with the couple from London Vineyard church, they told me "You've got a place to stay." When I arrived in Pulborough, the couple told me "You've got a place to stay."

Guess I've got a place to stay, so that means more blogs to come.

Thanks for reading.

D.

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