This past week in England, I’ve sat next to my 92-year-old great uncle a few times and discovered — to my DELIGHT — that he is a total gossip. I love nothing more than a good-natured whisper session, and he has leaned over to me and told stories of one distant relative or another acting like “a bit of a rogue,” “utterly shambolic,” and “rather a lump, don’t you agree?” Here for it all! 🤫