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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 182

Posted on July 19, 2013 by ukdesperatehousewifeusa

The Ten Pound Tour There is a great expat site called the Displaced Nation and they asked me to write a guest post, so I chose one of my favourite topics in the USA – food! Read about the perils … Continue reading →

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 124

Posted on May 9, 2013 by ukdesperatehousewifeusa

Mother’s Day Yep, it’s USA Mother’s Day this Sunday, which means that it’s pretty much like any other day, except that there might be a valiant attempt at making breakfast for me, which will result in me having to clear … Continue reading →

Posted in Travel | Tagged America, American, Americans, Blog, Bloods Gang, British, Columbia, Columbia Patch, cricket, cricket pitch, cucmber sandwiches, Culture, expats, green tea, guns, hocoblogs@@@, Howard County, Howard County Recreation and Parks Department, humour, John R. Byrd, Ken Ulman, Mother's Day, Pimms, UK, USA, village, Washington Post, Wild West Show | 14 Comments

Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 95

Posted on April 1, 2013 by ukdesperatehousewifeusa

British humour An American friend sent these little quips below to me with the title of her email reading: British Humour is Better! Whatever your view (and I guess I am a little biased), these are examples of British humour … Continue reading →

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Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 86

Posted on March 1, 2013 by ukdesperatehousewifeusa

‘As the actress said to the bishop….’ vs ‘That’s what she said…..’ versus So, if you know me well, or even if you’ve only met me for half an hour, you will know I have a penchant for innuendo. How … Continue reading →