Headphones on Oxford Street

I have sweet Sinddu in my kitchen making macaroons as I write. We have put the Beef Wellington on hold until my husband gets back from L.A.. It seemed unkind to indulge when he was so far away.


Swimming at the Ritz, the play we saw last night was excellent. Even the teen thought so. It has made me want to track down a biography on Pamela Harriman. What an interesting character.

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