Naming this blog "Among the Mad English" was very tempting but I decided not to because 1.) it doesn't make as much sense if you haven't read the obscure but wonderful Enemy Brothers by Constance Savery and 2.) the 'mad English' might object. So. Oh well.
I leave for Capernwray Hall, Lancashire, on Tuesday. This is the story of what happens after, assuming I don't become too busy/forget/get struck with a permanent bout of laziness, and also assuming I don't get lost somewhere between Seattle and Carnforth. Both of which are all too likely but let's hope not.
Said goodbye to a bunch of (fabulous) people tonight. This whole thing still seems absolutely unreal.