Oxford And The Football Match

Okay, I know I haven’t posted much about my beekeeping adventures, but there’s so much to report, it’s going to take more time than I have right now.  I’m going to work on those posts on my flight back home tomorrow.  I promise!!

I’m so grateful to have had the opportunity to spend time with so many wonderful people while I’ve been here! People I would never have met but for my little blog about my hobbies.

I’m still amazed that these interesting and talented folks were willing to make time in their schedules for me, a struggling American writer whose major asset is that I’m willing to try almost anything once! That, and I usually think my misadventures are funny. In retrospect, of course.

Yesterday was no exception.  I spent the day in Oxford, which was fascinating but exhausting.

Oxford

I also write fiction, and I was doing research for one of my books, The Warlock of Wall Street, a paranormal mystery.  The main character is from Oxford, and her parents, both Oxford Dons, were murdered in a particularly grisly way.  But enough about that…

After I got back to London, all I had the strength to do was watch the big soccer (er… football ) match between England and Italy in my hotel bar.

I’m very chatty when I travel by myself, and I struck up a conversation with an extremely congenial couple at the bar, who were also cheering for England.

The fellow said he was “with the Finnish government” and was here to give a speech. The three of us had a great time teasing the Germans at the next table and cheering for England to win the match.

After I had a few glasses of wine, I suggested he start off his speech with a joke and even told a few of my corny ones.  After I bid them goodnight and returned to my room, I looked the fellow up on the internet.

He was very easy to find, being that he was Jyri Häkämies, the Minister for Economic Affairs for Finland and all…

I cringe to remember some of the dopey things I said, not to mention the terrible jokes.  For one thing, I couldn’t remember whether it was the G7 or the G8, so I just said both.  Yikes!!

Thank goodness, they seemed to find me amusing.  I’m going to leave them a jar of honey at the front desk.

I’m going to the Opera tonight.  I’ll be on my best behavior!!

More later.

4 thoughts on “Oxford And The Football Match

  1. Lol, that’s awesome :-) I’m sure your honey will win him over!

  2. MsSopia says:

    Keep your blogs coming. I love traveling along with you. We have a few things in common, one of which, I speak to everyone as well when traveling. Its great fun and so enlightening.

  3. Glad you got to go to Oxford, Deborah. I bet they love your bees’ honey :)

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