This is the pre-ride shot. But I do have proof that AC did bare all on the Brighton Naked Ride, as did some hundreds others. At the end of the ride he apparently took a dip in the sea as well. According to one of his mates, he is now a full-fledged Brightonian.

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After a day cycling around West Sussex (30 miles round trip! The things I let AC talk me into…) we return home to watch the England v. USA World Cup game. I think AC’s allegiance is clear.

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Sam: “Mom, I wrote you a poem!” Me: “Thank you!” Sam: “Read it! It’s British!” Me: “Sam, what do you mean here by ‘I rot?’ Did you mean to say ‘I got?'” Sam: “No. It’s supposed to be ‘rot.'” Me: “Uhh… what do you mean by that?” Sam: “Oh, you know, things dying and such. Look how I spelled ‘Mum!’ It’s British!” Poetic …

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Sam took her first British swim class here today: Ducklings level 1-2. The pool was nice. I suspect we will spend much of the summer here.

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We’re very excited here chez nous. On Friday Sam found a crossword puzzle book that her cousins gave her for Christmas. When I told her that she couldn’t do it until she had learned to read and write, she pouted and flounced off. A little while later she came back and said, “Mommy, let’s do a reading class.” We’ve been …

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An impromptu trip: we cycled along the coast to Rottingdean today, a little village to the east of Brighton. Once we got past the throngs of people shuffling around near the Brighton Pier and Marina, it was a lovely ride, if a bit incongruous: on one side, lovely grassy coastline and cliff views; on the other side, the …

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After French class, the pirates landed.

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