Incidentially.....

The expectation we had before arriving in England was that we would be able to blog every night certainly, and a couple of times a day hopefully. As you can tell, that was not the case. Although the Visavadia family had wireless internet, it was hard to find time to grab a computer and sit down to write a blog entry. Frankly, I didn't want to miss anything happening downstairs. When things were slow downstairs, everyone was upstairs getting ready, which meant that the room with the computer was wall to wall women. Women changing clothes, putting on make up, dressing in sarees (which is time consuming and takes a lot of room - and a lot of hands - and a whole lot of safety pins!), looking for lost items, etc.

So, when we've had a minute with a computer, we've tried to play catch up. Last night, our first night in Oxford at Diane's, I quickly wrote about Thursday and Friday, not doing either day justice. Kimber has promised that she would write today about Thursday and Friday and Saturday night. Oh, Saturday night. Now, describing Saturday night will require the skills of a talented, professional writer; fortunately, I am travelling with one.

About Diane: years ago when my brother, Don, lived and worked in Oxford, he stayed with Diane. She became a member of our family and a wonderful friend. I have stayed with her 4 times, and Campsfield Farm now feels like home. Diane took good care of Don for several years and now watches over me. In 2002, we left some of Dad's ashes in the Bladon Churchyard close to where Winston Churchill is buried, so Diane watches over Dad as well. She occasionally drops a flower or two next to "our" bench and thinks good thoughts....