all that matters

So tomorrow afternoon I leave Amsterdam (blah) via subway-train-ferry-train-subway for Shepherd's Bush (a stone's throw from Notting Hill, like the Julia Roberts movie) in London.

I'll be nannying for a family with two potty-trained children.

The key words being "potty-trained."


Who cares?


Can't remember.

What do the parents do for a living?

I dunno.

But the kids are potty-trained, the family likes to travel, and they all speak English, so all other details are rendered unimportant.

betholindo at 1:24 p.m.

previous | next