Today Mr.Engineer and I had a friendly conversation about the Mummy exhibit at the British Museum. I was wearing a pair of gloves from my vast and beautiful collection, along with my new stripy hat. The weather has turned icy cold again and Mr.E informed me it is the coldest winter in Britain since 1918.
And that he is leaving for China on Thursday. This means a deflating end to our absolutely-going-nowhere after work flirting. I was rather enjoying it though, and had been hoping to get the chance to be much more nosey about life in modern China.
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