Lisa,
I've noticed the increase in outdoor lights in the UK, too--just in the past couple of years. The area of Hove where we live still hasn't picked up on it, but elsewhere in Hove, just in the neighborhood where Andrew's parents live, a lot of people are going all out (to the point of "Who has the best lights?" like Tim Allen on "Home Improvement"). It's very cool to see. Now, if we can just get Brits into the Halloween spirit.
We got to Dulles late Wednesday night, and after a couple of physically grueling days, it's a relief to be here/home(?). Anyway, for those familiar with the D.C. area (misch, for example), we're staying in a section of Alexandria, Va., called Oldtown (perhaps a mile from D.C.), and they always go all out in the area as far as decorations go. Then we'll do the inevitable driving around the "burbs" checking out lights.
Anyway, I'm off the subject. But yes, Lisa, I've definitely noticed that the Brits are getting more into decorations. I've seen a lot of the white-light reindeer, icicles, etc., in the UK. They were really big in the D.C. area starting about three years ago, and Andrew and I even talked about buying a limited number of them and seeing how they'd go over in the UK. Alas, another good idea we didn't follow up on, and they have caught on.
Anyway, I hope everyone on here is having a nonhectic leadup to Christmas. Leah, we flew on United here, I had the book out, and a flight attendant, no less, told me it probably wasn't a good book to be openly reading, "just in case" (pretty fricking sad, when you think about it). But I have it and will keep my word about a further review (I'm referring to a book Leah asked me to review--I've written about it on another thread), titled "Why Do People Love America?--A Supersized Analysis of US Cultural Influences"). And yes, when I just read the title, I was sure it must be sarcastic/tongue-in-cheek, given how popular America is these days. But it's not--the author (American) genuinely loves the country--as he SHOULD.
Anyway, please keep me posted on what's going on over there. I talked to my mom today (we got in too late to call her last night), and it felt so good to be 20 miles away, instead of 3700. Today's been devoted to recuperation (the fricking hip), so we'll go see her tomorrow, by cab, and/or Saturday, by rental car (for some reason, Andrew arranged for a rental car to be picked up three days after we arrived). But it's heartbreaking how Alzheimer's seems to progress--on the surface, she sounds lucid, albeit a bit confused now and then. But beneath that, she forgets details we talked about five minutes previously (such as where Andrew and I are staying, when we are coming over, whether we have a car, etc.). So we went over that about five times, and the worst part of it all is just her mere frustration with herself about how forgetful she is. Oh well. I'm going to spend every possible minute I can with her over the next four weeks.
Happy holidays to all.
Suzanne
P.S. I heard Blunkett resigned. Sigh.