My mother is visiting for a month. The children had great fun with her when I wasn’t around to implement rules and regulations: they went on mad shopping sprees, bought candy they’re not allowed to have, stayed up late. They went to movies, rented countless DVD’s, saw Suessical the Musical and the Chinese State Circus.
I was extremely grateful that her presence allowed me to escape for ten days, and at the same time quite concerned that I might not do a very good job of entertaining her during the rest of the trip. January in England is a dark and cold time, after all.
So far we’ve been to all the good restaurants in town, and several in London. We’ve visited the Fitzwilliam, the Cambridge & County Folk Museum, and the Victoria & Albert.
Still on the list: Windsor Castle, West End productions of Cabaret and The Lion King, the inevitable pilgrimage to Harrods…
My mother deserves all the best treats the world has to offer. I wish that I could give her more.