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(Sorry, it was either that or whole hog.) Here's a butcher shop in a covered market we came across as we wandered Oxford the day after attending our first English wedding.
A friend of mine brought me along to a carol service at Holy Trinity Brompton. This is where I learned that Anglican Christmas carols have the same words as in America but are set to completely different music. Good fun nonetheless.
It's approaching the time of year when the sun setting while I'm at work is utterly depressing since I will have just finished my lunch.
I'm just being cheeky. Actually this was a really cool sky--so much so that it caused me to stop mid-commute and point my phone over my head to capture it, which generally makes passersby look at me like I'm an alien.
We went to Wembley to see the first non-North-American NFL game. Naturally England decided to show off the roof of the new stadium by chucking it down with rain on the field while keeping the spectators completely dry. Loads of fun and spectacle, actually.