Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 569

Fat Tuesday, USA

I wish I was in New Orleans for Fat Tuesday this coming week. Oh, what fun! I love me a bit of Bourbon Street! The beads! The booze! The bands!

This is the place to be.

This is the place to be.

I’ll be finding something to do though for it.Β Ooh, I love a bit of Fat Tuesday or Mardi Gras or Shrove Tuesday or Pancake Day, or whatever folks choose to call it. I get very confused….

Valentine’s Day, USA

It’s that time of year again when EVERYONE at school gets a Valentine’s Card and NO-ONE is made to feel left out, and thus the children are not prepared for real life when sometimes no one gives a toss about you and there’s no one special in your life to give you a card, or a bottle of plonk and take you out for an over-priced meal on Valentine’s Day, blah blah blah.

Love hurts, kids. See, I haven’t been totally Americanised! I can still be a cynical, grumpy Brit πŸ˜‰ .

(Btw, do they do this Valentine card giving to everyone in UK schools? I need to know to prepare myself. If not, hoorah! If so, boo.)

17 children, 17 cards

17 children, 17 cards

As is the way in American schools, everyone’s a winner!

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5 Responses to Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 569

  1. Andy says:

    You know what you have to do to get the beads thrown at you…

  2. I know that whole Valentine’s Day thing is totally RIDICULOUS!!!!!

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