Yesterday as we drove up north to see my lovely in-laws, we were listening to Radio 4 (what else?). At 11:30AM, they broadcast David Sedaris telling one of his stories of living in Paris, rinding the Metro, and observing visiting Americans. Our little family was listening and laughing as we exited the M6 and headed to Atherton, even Bailey laughed (I think it was because the words "stink pot" were used). When we arrived at Jack and Jean's, their radio was on in the kitchen and they both too had been listening to the same broadcast. Three generations of the same family had a laugh at the same time, all courtesy of David Sedaris' wit.
OK, and imagine my pleasure when I got to tell my in-laws that Liz and I had recently seen him read from his work and met him in London.
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