Happy Mother's Day and welcome to all of those who have washed up here after reading my story in The Post Magazine about Daisy Breaux, W. Clark Noble and their crazy plans to build a memorial to America's mothers. It didn't go quite according to plan.
I've been spending the last year in Oxford and today actually finds me in Berlin, typing on a friend's computer. That's how I'm able to type things like this: ü. And this: ß. Not to mention this: Ö.
I'll be chatting about the Mother's Memorial online tomorrow, when I should be back in my tiny Oxford house. I'll hope you'll join me. Until then, please feel free to poke around my blog, where I recount some of the experiences of living in England.
Ohh, and let's not forget mother. Give her a ring, won't you?