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Yatima

Isn't it bizarre how we see our own insides and the outsides of other people? I really envy you the mothering you are good at: the way you get on the floor and play with M. in a non-directed way, the crazy elaborate geekiness of your interaction. Makes me feel very boring and Martha Stewart with my family meals and soccer-mom piano lessons.

It's always cool to see England as exotic; I grew up with parsnips and custard and I am always thrilled to remember that this Anglo-y-ness is an actual ethnicity, a set of weirdnesses, bland weirdnesses maybe but definitely weird.

elswhere

I love this travelogue. It makes me want to ditch my whole schedule & jump on a plane for England. But how would I get myself invited somewhere for Sunday dinner??

Lin

You are one helluva good writer and this captured so many nuances of travel, of life and of family...made all the more interesting to me because my Mum is from Chelmsford and I spent most of my summers (in the town center) loving the fullness of life in the city as opposed to my rest of the year life in the Washington, DC suburbs. I roast my parsnips and if you want some parsnippity recipes, just let me know. And custard is the poor man's creme anglaise. I LOVE IT!

Vanda

How sad you couldn't nip up to my small village in Suffolk. You would find friendly people to say hello to in the street. Our Sunday dinner is steak and kidney pie today, homemade of course...ummm not so much homemade as frozen:-)

Vanda

Buy some Birds custard powder to take home with you, then you could have homemade custard to share with Moomin.

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