The Soaked Scepter'd Isle

A few thoughts from rainy England before going back to Hungary

Good morning from this soaked sceptered isle. It won’t stop raining here. Won’t. Stop. Raining. Who knew England was wet? Golly. Headed back soon to Budapest, so I’ll have to be quick today.

I only have had wifi when I go up to the main house, so I haven’t seen the comments to yesterday’s post. But I received this long, challenging letter from a reader:

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