"I met a man with seven wives..."

Hello all;
Today we went to a village
named, 'St. Ives'.
Remember that verse?
"As I was going to St. Ives...
I met a man with 7 wives..
each wife had 7 sacks,
each sack had 7 cats,
each cat had 7 kits...
Of all the kits,
and cats,
and wives,
how many were going
to St. Ives???

Anyway, I thought I might
be nuts, but then I saw a
pub with the name painted,
"Seven Wives".

And I was validated.
For a moment, anyway.

We went to an auction house
where Mally bid successfully
on a hutch/sideboard for
her kitchen. It was fun.
There was a cart selling
sausage rolls, tea, and
'dinky donuts'.
Lovely british lunch.

And, in case you're
still multiplying,
the answer is one.
One person was going
to St. Ives.
I guess the
wives were headed home.

Not me!
Tomorrow we're going
to Paris.

au revoir

ENGLAND !

That's all.
I'm just going to ENGLAND.
TOMORROW.
That's all I have to say
about that.

I will be blogging from thence.
(is that right...thence?)
So keep checking my blog.
You better believe there will
be some pretty spectacular posts.

Carry On.