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Date: 22 November 2006 16:18:40
last weekend, courtesy of Hope and Greenwood the two senior Miffys were able to take a trip back down memory lane to the days of Sherbert Fountains, Flying Saucers, rhubarb and custards and liquorice allsorts. My one white filling survived the gobstoppers obtained from these 'Purveyors of Fine Confectionary...' just. And judging from the popularity of the shop (the place was chock a block when we visited) the dentists of East Dulwich must be doing a roaring trade!
Ms Miffy stocked up on chocolate for friends' Xmas pressies. (I wonder how much will actually survive to be handed over? ;)), Mr Miff found a shop selling cheese of the type that announces its presence from a distance of 100 yards, offspring polished off a distant relation of Miffy herself in Le Chardon - and generally, a goodish time was had by all.
As we meandered through the streets from Ms M and friends abode taking in landmarks like the now deserted Wood Dene estate, the place was buzzing. We passed several zonking great Pentecostal Churches (and one smallish, apologetic C of E one with equally smallish Alpha banner). Given the amount of Hyde Park corner-like rantings that appeared to be going on, I was almost disappointed not to be stopped and asked if I had Accepted Jesus as My Lord and Saviour. Rosamundi - one day I'll get to use your witty riposte about Our Lady - I'm sure.