We got home last night and while there's lots to tell, I am too tired to start with the anecdotes. The long ones, at least. Two shorties: At one point in the car, L requested The Smiths, which both warmed the cockles of my heart and chilled me to the bone, if I can mix metaphors. And between last Saturday and this past Thursday (6 days), I had lobster five times. Mmm good. I took lots of photos, too.
Here's L driving a boat. (Good idea?)

Q relishing his birthday celebration (or at least the card):

And the quaffing of the final lobster (I didn't eat them all) at MIL's birthday dinner:
1 comment:
What, was it a lobster milkshake? How did you quaff it?
-Ella
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