(John) Sept 25 - After a long night of tunneling, we eventually managed to escape IKEA and spent the following day earning our room and board on the allotment.
Photos: Sam and Lesley removing a bed of sweetcorn and other allotment shots.
That evening my parents had prepared a night of slide show nostagia providing proof to my children once and for all that I am or was really cute.
Sept 26 - Sunday was a bit cold and grey but Lesley and I still managed to run around the golf course before breakfast and we all went to Kidderminster for lunch with Mary, David, Reuben and Rachael. The meal featured the worlds biggest Apple Charlotte that we managed to finish.
Sept 27 - It was not a lovely day when we woke up this morning. Downright dreary to be honest. The rain looked determined to stay all day so we considerd our alternatives and decided that a tour of Englands prettiest towns and villages might be enough to raise our spirits. My father supplied the maps and a useful guidebook for motorists and like millions of Sunday drivers past we set off with sandwiches and fruit to tour the Cotswolds.
We remembered the camera and have tried to capture the highlights of the day.
Photos: Roofs in Chipping Camden, the Market Hall, Blockley, Lower Slaughter and the Hook Norton Brewery
Amazingly we did not get lost, nor did we buy much. The cold and rain had kept away the hoards, roads were unclogged and parking was easy. For some, the daytime highlight was the cream tea in Bourton on the Water.
I was able to resist and saved my appetitie for a pasty (rhymes with nasty not tasty).
The main event of the day was dinner with Austin, Gwen and Bilbo at their 300 year old Cotswold cottage. Austin is an old high school friend with whom I trod the boards and played in a band. We had a fantastic time, reminiscing, catching up, walking the dog, eating, drinking and rekindling friendships.
Photos: Sam and Lesley removing a bed of sweetcorn and other allotment shots.
That evening my parents had prepared a night of slide show nostagia providing proof to my children once and for all that I am or was really cute.
Sept 26 - Sunday was a bit cold and grey but Lesley and I still managed to run around the golf course before breakfast and we all went to Kidderminster for lunch with Mary, David, Reuben and Rachael. The meal featured the worlds biggest Apple Charlotte that we managed to finish.
Sept 27 - It was not a lovely day when we woke up this morning. Downright dreary to be honest. The rain looked determined to stay all day so we considerd our alternatives and decided that a tour of Englands prettiest towns and villages might be enough to raise our spirits. My father supplied the maps and a useful guidebook for motorists and like millions of Sunday drivers past we set off with sandwiches and fruit to tour the Cotswolds.
We remembered the camera and have tried to capture the highlights of the day.
Photos: Roofs in Chipping Camden, the Market Hall, Blockley, Lower Slaughter and the Hook Norton Brewery
Amazingly we did not get lost, nor did we buy much. The cold and rain had kept away the hoards, roads were unclogged and parking was easy. For some, the daytime highlight was the cream tea in Bourton on the Water.
The main event of the day was dinner with Austin, Gwen and Bilbo at their 300 year old Cotswold cottage. Austin is an old high school friend with whom I trod the boards and played in a band. We had a fantastic time, reminiscing, catching up, walking the dog, eating, drinking and rekindling friendships.
YUM, those scones look DEELISH! And thanks for the pronunciation tip on pasty!
ReplyDeleteLoving the photographs. I feel like I'm there in the overcast with you. So... what does it mean to "trod the boards"?
ReplyDeleteto tread the boards is to act on the stage
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