Why Morning is Broken

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Hello! (Photo credit: Major Clanger)

Well Good Morning Sir, and how are you today?” was pretty much the standard greeting from all the hotel staff during my stay in Boston and they said it in a way that made me think that they meant it.

And how that contrasts with the perfunctory British greeting of “Morning”, well that is if  you get a greeting at all from people as we are now pretty adept at ignoring people as we pass them. Continue reading “Why Morning is Broken”

What is the point of Baseball?

baseballWhen I knew I was going to visit Boston, I thought I’d take advantage of the trip and see those things I couldn’t see at home and try to understand a little more about America.
Consequently almost my first reaction was to check if the Boston Redsox were playing a match whilst I was there. I was lucky, not only were they playing, they were playing the New York Yankees. Even though I know nothing about baseball, I had an inkling that this was a “big one”. So I booked the tickets for an evening of entertainment at Fenway Park. Continue reading “What is the point of Baseball?”