" Then the caliph gave him a sack of dinars, more than Arram had ever seen in one place, and bid him come back that night so that they could feast ag...in, and tell more marvelous stories. But Arram was troubled. "Begging your pardon, but one thing still bothers me?" The caliph raised an eyebrow. "Yes?" "Well, it seems to me that the only reason that Abu al-Hassan can impersonate you so easily is that so few people have ever really met you, and when they do you're usually in disguise." The. ’ The manor house is quite impressive. Lisa’s cottage is modern, but I’d guess the manor house goes back a century or two. As we were walking in it was a little overwhelming for someone like me. I couldn’t imagine growing up in a house like this. Lisa introduced me to her parents, ‘Mother and Father, I’d like you to meet Arthur Jones. He’s the gentleman from America who’s working with our group in the laboratory.’ I stuck out my hand and said, ‘I’m glad to meet you Lord Barrington.’ The old. Lorrie, Marcy and Ching Lee were running back and forth to get everything set up at Jeanna's.The big very expensive copiers that were going to be leased effective February 1 had already been delivered. We had a bear of a time getting Jeanna's to her house, and then on top of that it needed 220 volts. An electrician had to come and run an outlet just for it. The big screens to go on the walls in the meeting rooms in both offices had been delivered. Jeanna's two had already been hung to use with. We applauded him, and he bowed grandly. We were off!Ride and hit. Putt. Ride to the next tee. Fun! Mom and I were hitting from the front tees (women's), Don was using the back tees and Bob used the middle ones.At the third hole, while Mom and I were setting up our balls, I told her, "Mom, the guys are staring at our butts."She smiled gleefully. "I know. Male prerogative. However, we might as well make it interesting."We hitched up our pants snugly into our crotches, bent over with our feet.