I had a lovely American Redneck Day. I went to the beach with D, H, M and S. We had a blast just playing in the sand, swimming and talking. So I didn't get a redneck but redlegs, redchest and redfeet.
I have never understood the mystery of how I can want my legs to tan and then burn my feet. It is one of life's puzzles.
And just for the record, I am boycotting Independence Day. If only the colonists had not rebelled, then I would have a much easier time getting a job in England. I remember flat shopping in England the day after July 4th a couple of years ago. The realtor asked how my Fourth had gone and I had just naturally inquired about his. He kind of laughed and said that they really don't celebrate it the way we do. LOL
Good night and vive la revolution!!!
1 comment:
LOL at "American Redneck Day". Great term! ;)
We just celebrated our breaking-away-politely-from-England on July 1st. (aka Canada Day)
Like your English story. I guess London is actually the place to be for Canada Day. I guess all the Cdns get super drunk and overtake the city. I have a coworker who loves being there on July 1st.
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