Massachusetts in May. A green and pleasant land indeed, with more clapperboard houses and manicured lawns than is strictly decent. Still, there remain things that the Brits do best. Yesterday I visited an establishment billed as this state's 'most famous pub'. Please. It wouldn't have got a runner-up prize at the 'moderately dull boozer competition for south east Chingford'.
A lot to comment on at the moment - the French referendum not least. I hope to have time to post properly soon.