Monthly Archives: August 2012

Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 25

Land of the Free? I am officially a resident alien, which means this….I cannot have my own bank account. I am totally incensed about this. For God’s sake, I’ve had my own bank account since I opened my Griffin Savers … Continue reading

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington pictorial interlude

Picture of roadsigns, car signs, veteran signs, a ranch porch, Baltimore at night and general America stuff. I love these pictures – for me they show the true America. And yes, one of One Direction plastered all over a shop … Continue reading

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 24

Baltimore ROCKS! I am a week behind on my blogs, apologies dear reader. However, straight to business and the hot, smokin’ city that is Baltimore. This is my kind of place. Bars, people with Stetsons hanging around outside bars, music … Continue reading

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 23

Being British I am having a wander (child-free = much more relaxed) round a supermarket with a list of five things. Milk, corn on the cob, steak, wine and beer. The first three are easy peasy, but I am having … Continue reading

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 22

Holiday home As I blog to you tonight, I am eating marmite on toast – there are somethings you still crave. It’s odd, though, as it’s sort of like being on holiday, but with a massive TO DO list. I … Continue reading

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 21

🙂 Mexicana days There is something pretty archaic about watching a bunch of Mexicans rock up to cut your lawn. But it happens here and Ifeel I should embrace it rather than oppose it, otherwise I’d have to cut the … Continue reading

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 20

Oooer, Business Class It is fair to say I like the finer things in life. I can get by, sure enough, but give me Business / Upper Class flight mode anytime. A napkin? A glass of champagne, madam? Complimentary massage? … Continue reading

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