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it’s not the sights, it’s the skort

We dragged the boys visited the British Museum the other day. We did the “greatest hits” in the morning: Rosetta Stone, Peat Bog Man, Elgin Marbles—then broke for lunch (Pizza Express again. At this point, I should probably buy stock in the damn company), and went back in the afternoon: Husband took Caleb up to Egypt because the boy loves him a mummy; Liam and I went to China and …

Hyde Park

Husband chides me for already thinking about what I’ll miss when we get to Abu Dhabi, but I can’t help it. Just as I like to fight with him about hypothetical situations–you know, just to mark out our positions in case the situation arises–I like to get myself worried about that which hasn’t happened yet. You know, borrow trouble and all that. What am I going to miss? Today, in …