Nailed
it!
Because
no one is allowed to walk at graduation in “trainers”, not even
archaeologists. Not even if they’re not muddy!
To
get to the shoe shopping required a walk past Newport Castle, a waterfront
fortress built in the 14th century. Not much left of it now
but hints of its former grand scale.
Judy
and I have now gone with local style and adopted proper British scarves for
this cold English winter weather.
We’re
not yet mistaken for locals though. The first thing the Uber driver said
to us today when we got in was “Oh boy. I love listening to your
accents.” And we’re enjoying every version of British accent we get from
the people we meet as flavored by their places of origin.
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