God bless America
It is days like today when I love working for an American company. Tomorrow is July 4th
to those without a diary, a day that American's celebrate as their Independence from Great Britain and the nation's 233rd birthday. In 'observation' of American's fatties eating lots of pies and setting gazillions of fireworks off we have closed our office today. God bless the star spangled banner!
Tomorrow night there are in fact fireworks (illegal to buy here) at numerous places in Bermuda including I believe Dockyard, Elbow Beach and Horseshoe Bay. My with-bump-other-half will be driving me to meet two other English couples for dinner, where we will nonchalantly ignore all the flag waving and sparklers and enjoy our own little 'Liberation' dinner. I might even wear my union jack pants if I can find them.
A day off today times nicely with the men's semi-finals at Wimbledon
. I might practice my own serve later, carry out a few chores and if it can stop raining for half an hour, wash the car.