I love Sundays. They're the best day of my week. Last night I met a guy from Hungary, who was visiting for a few weeks. A lovely guy, and very brave. Not only did he sit through a church service in English, but he also came to the pub afterwards, and gamely struggled through conversations that included Doctor Who, breakfast in China and the merits of Paris. I was very impressed, more than I was by my own shocking attempts to speak German.
In other news, I've really been enjoying the recent rain. Proper summer rain, not this drizzle malarkey. It makes the trees look happier, don't you think?
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