<p>I like your mother’s style. I think my daughter and I would not have been able to suppress giggles.</p>
<p>Oh - a memory we have from our Bryn Mawr tour. We were sitting in the very proper, very lovely visitors center waiting for our tour to begin. The whole setting was very refined Seven Sisters. All of a sudden my iPod turns out by itself and starts blaring at the loudest possible level “That’s Not My Name” by the Ting Tings (which I had worked out to earlier that morning). I could NOT get it to turn off or even turn the volume down and had to bury it underneath clothing to muffle the sound. Every time I hear that song, I think of how embarrassed we were!</p>