It is 9.40am, and I have only just got out of bed – having been brought Breakfast In Bed an hour ago. what laziness! What decadence! [What a gorgeous husband] I am sorry Frances, I know you requested a picture of me on a bike – but without careful searching, all I can come up with right now are these two…
Trip into town to buy buckets [May 2010]
The picture above [c.1956] shows myself driving, cousin Ollie on pillion. Note the anxiety in her expression, and my determined consideration of the road ahead [is it safe to overtake that man with the camera?] This was on my Dad’s “Ambassador”
After such a slow start to the morning I really must go and sort out packing for the holiday.
A 'biker chick' from birth!
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What a sweetie pie Bob is! You MUST rest! You go 100 miles per hour. I love the bucket-head photo. I hope your holiday is deeply relaxing.
ReplyDeleteI know of a professor who thought wearing a galvanized bucket over his head would protect him from ray attacks of some sort. Thought they were kidding till I saw him walking to class one morning. Takes all kinds! ~Liz
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