But after all these years in London I would have preferred a bit of fresh air and greenery and...you know...the occasional toddle round the nine-hole golf course they mention.
When he came home from the bank in the afternoon, he took her walking down Peachtree Street, holding her hand, slowing his long strides to her toddling steps, patiently answering her thousand questions.
One, if a very big bank fails, that is a real problem, as we found out in 2008. You know, one of these big boys starts to toddle and anything can happen.