Barbara Thompson

When Mervyn drove us to the bus last weekend (Oh, wow. Was that only last weekend?) he pointed out a former colliery (coal mine)(pit) that has been turned into a museum. He worked in the pit there for 32 years and said he loved every minute of it. Since brass bands started with coal miners […]

Tonight was the last rehearsal. I felt sad. Of course, I feel sad when TV shows end. (I like emotions.) I was warmly greeted by several people as they came in and couldn’t help wondering who we would have become friends with. (I left a preposition at the end of a sentence. Augh. None of

I suggested a walk to Keith about 11am. He was finished with the China team and the US teams were still a bit from the start of their work day. It was brightly cloudy and the wind had died down. We went a new direction, toward the river, but turned right for the first time.

So… We’ve been talking about what to say in this entry all day. Well, not all day, but you know what I mean. We have completely enjoyed trying to come up with a title that is just right, and as I am writing this, we haven’t settled on one yet. I like to think that

Keith woke up this morning and said he needed fish and chips. It wasn’t exactly early, because of President’s day no alarms had been set, but it didn’t sound like breakfast to me. We waited until noon and off he went to Treorci (the Welsh spelling) Fish Bar. He came back smiling from ear to

I had a great night’s sleep on Friday night, so I only needed 4 hours last night (I guess). I woke up stupid early because obviously there were many important things to worry about. In no particular order: should Keith wear his good black shoes to wait in the rain for our ride or should

The weather report for our town was to expect 100mph winds (yes, they use miles here. We got miles from them) (They do use liters and grams, though, so I don’t know about that). Storm Eunice was coming our way. (No tropical in front of that, because no tropical. It sounds so…short.) (And Eunice sounds

Keith here again. I wasn’t offered any British candy this time. That’s probably because I ate it all last time. (But I just found the last package of digestives, so I will be okay.) Last night was another rehearsal. We arrived pretty early as we got a lift with Gwyn and he needed to be

It was Keith’s first full day of work. He was up and at it by 7am, getting ready for an 8am meeting with his team in China. In Minnesota, he works at 9pm to meet with them first thing in their morning. Here, 8am is their 4pm, so it was upside down for everyone. I