Also I forgot, it's oak apple day. I know that in Devon, therefore, my father will be wearing a small branch of oak on his jacket all day. It's not that he has any particular loyalty to the Stuarts -- he's not a Tory in that sense -- but he just seizes any chance to be close to trees. (And if he can embarrass my mother at the same time that's a small bonus.)
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