It was unintentional, but I spent the day after America's Birthday celebrating England. Printed out UK crosswords in the morning and took them with me for the "Norman Conquests" plays. (The official line is that the plays can be seen in any order. I disagree. Seems to me some of the cross-play jokes work in only one direction, and there is a clear ending to the story.) Afterwards, couldn't get to sleep right away, so watched two episodes of "Hotel Babylon." Rule, Britannia!
Things are invisible until you need them. I'm in desperate need of a haircut, but austerity demands that I find an alternative to my regular uptown guy. So I'll just go to a neighborhood barber, right? Except I have no idea where to find one. I took a stroll yesterday, and noticed four places that I'm sure I've walked past thousands of times apiece without them registering on my consciousness. I've picked out the one that looks the most old-fashioned, and will visit it tomorrow.
Things are invisible until you need them. I'm in desperate need of a haircut, but austerity demands that I find an alternative to my regular uptown guy. So I'll just go to a neighborhood barber, right? Except I have no idea where to find one. I took a stroll yesterday, and noticed four places that I'm sure I've walked past thousands of times apiece without them registering on my consciousness. I've picked out the one that looks the most old-fashioned, and will visit it tomorrow.
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