Saturday, May 21

Today was a day to decompress. Don walked up to the golf course early in the morning, and I spent the day watching t.v., surfing the net and doing short errands up to the shops. I really like British t.v. I watched everything from first-rate documentaries about murderers who have tried to commit the perfect crime to cheezy t.v. movies about Elvis and the Partridge Family (two separate shows, not one show--although that would have been a neat idea). Here's a picture of our place in Armagh. We're the home with the green door. Our landlady owns the flower shop.