Adventures on a Blustery Day

It's finally feeling like autumn.  Today Jane and I walked up to the neighborhood of Muswell Hill, passing a recently opened gift-and-tea shop that reminded me of my old shop Westminster Alley in North Carolina, except that we had no tea room and we had Vera Lynn playing rather than Gershwin.  But we had a lovely tea, and then Jane found a little "Let Me Write" notebook on whose cover was a picture of "Jane's Teashop" -- how could I not buy it?  Then we wandered through the shops and bought some groceries at Marks & Spencer, and stopped at the Bald-Faced Stag pub on the way home.