Thxg.

It’s Thanksgiving So We Asked Brits To Label The United States
— We’re So Sorry, America.

Quotable,

"It's a dreamy affair with just enough scruff to be marked RVA.
There's an undeniable sense of home and community."

 
"Sometimes when you move to a new city, you don't feel welcomed or just hate it.
You have to discover it and make it your own. These songs are that adventure.

-- Positive No, Style Weekly

This time, this place, this happiness.

.............

Nae bad. 

See you next time New York.

Stunt Double.

I awoke Tuesday morning to this,

 

An introduction, a greeting & a farewell.

..............................

The new adventures of "Where's WoodCat II?" begins.

Keflavik Airport Reykjavik, Iceland

They had the softest, cuddliest blankets too.

Street Art Festival. #25

The festival had happened whilst we were away on Vacation. Its venue, the former GRTC bus depot on Cary Street. Driving back through the city on my last night, I asked to take a look. Night-time photography's not exactly my forte - nonetheless, here's a few to look at: 

 

Last Lunch.

At some point in the final weeks, I was being quizzed by friends on where I had yet to visit. 

Ah yes, that institution:

The Manly Man made it happen. 

Mostly I was excited by cinnamon Bourbon apples.

We Like To Party, II

The best of British was on the Menu. A trio of visits: K.Roger, Yellow Umbrella, 'Vine.

Once upon a time, there was Fish, with Chips. 





 ... which was good but not exactly right.




Then there was eating out at Penny Lane,
overseen by a friendly Liverpudlian. Not bad:







: Mk. II involved Tater Tots with homemade tartar sauce.

But still, we had yet to triumph at home in the ways of F&C.

Prep: chunky-cut chips.

Made in England?  We'll have it.

Decorations out front & back.

The Manly Man had decided upon Bangers n' Mash, which went down a storm 

amongst the guests, with all that delicious onion gravy on top: 

And #2!

Success #1!

Hurrah!  Homemade!

 I wanted to make my mark with a county offering.
Yorkshire Puddings, Mk. II.

Emily also had similar ideas ... What a gift! What a girl!

Yup, the Michiganite succeeded where our trio of genius
(myself, The Manly Man & Mr. James Martin)
went, um,  sculptural....

Julie also lent a hand to the proceedings. Given that I'd miss the State Fair in late September/early October, she brought the best of the State Fair (along with bonus Tater Tots!) to me. Deep-fried battered strawberry oreos. I kid you not. They were ... Tasty. Um...

Sarah's event-organising paid off well. So many lovely faces to hug goodbye & wish me well: 
Marcia & John, Sarah, Lynn; Laine, Molly, Julie, Robyn; Geoff & Peder, Scott & Tiff; Emily & Martha; Billy-Christopher; Luke, Tommy, JoelBear. Such a wonderful party, so well-loved.