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My friend, Di Mackey, who is a professional photographer, came over from Belgium to spend a wee bit of time in the UK.

She captured these shots while staying with us:

Di is a talented writer and photographer — and traveler. She reenergises herself through exploring new places and meeting new people. She has a wide open heart of goodness and this draws people to her easily.

She spent some time in London where she went to a fabulous party and attended a first-rate concert. By the time she got to our house she was overflowing with kind words about her impressions of England.

I smiled. While I love so many aspects of life in the UK, I have lived here long enough to have had a few struggles and clashes of culture. There a times when I feel like garish clod. I am a continual square peg trying to squeeze into a round hole, I’m afraid.

AP, on the other hand, is so very proud of the UK and he loves almost every aspect of this sceptred isle. He could hardly contain himself as he listened to Di sing the praises of London.

Everything was tickity-boo until she said, “Oh! And the British men! They’re so charming and lovely!”

I saw AP’s eyes light up and his smile broaden.

I had to clamp my hand over Di’s arm and squeeze.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: It’s never a good thing to get too horrible or too fabulous.
Neither one is real or true and both extremes can bring misery to the soul.

AP is lucky to have me keep that balance in his life, don’t you think?