fish and chips and vinegar

friday night we went to a friday forum where the temple president and his wife spoke. they were charming and delightful people. the best part though, was driving home from ashton listening to "i'm gonna be" by the proclaimers. it struck me as especially funny at the time because the girl sitting next to me in the car was singing in the thickest scottish accent i've ever heard at the top of her lungs... imagine if you can "ee'm goona beh, ee'm goona beh...". i was laughing so hard. to my ear it sounded like she was absolutley slaughtering it. then i felt a little sheepish about laughing at it when a friend of mine pointed out that the proclaimers are actually scottish. ha. i'm still positive that the band and the girl were not singing in the same language.
last saturday we had fish. and chips. and vinegar. and salt. but that's not part of the song. it was really good, really greasy and we ate it while we walked around chorley market. We tried to go into some churches, but I guess it's only in london that they keep every little church open all the time as a tourist attraction. the churches amaze me. they're so old and beautiful yet they're accepted simply as part of the landscape. no one questions why they're there or whether they're important. they're just there and no one really cares. not that they don't appreciate them; they just don't really notice.
sunday morning i finally got brave. i drove! i drove all around town by myself and found a marvelous country road. sheep and old houses and fields and everything lovely. it was beautiful. i actually really like driving here. it feels adventurous and exciting. i love the roundabouts. the traffic simply flows more smoothly here. it's nice.
but i did get a few honks when i was in the wrong lane in the round about.
tonight we're going to hear elder oaks speak. kind of funny. but we got tickets and we're going. it should be cool. i better go help get dinner on.
much love