Up to Edgware

Off to Edgware this morning. It had rained overnight, which was quite exciting. The omega pattern jet stream over the UK meant weeks of settled high pressure and no rain. An early breakfast and off. The train journey not too bad, but because I have to hop from train to train it's hard to settle to doing any work even though I had my computer. Good to see Mum, who I'd not seen in person since I met her with Toby in Hampstead. We had a cuppa and looked at the will she's had drawn out with the help of Steve and Paul at the pub, looks watertight to me.

Eventually I drove off to the pub, where I was able to thank Steve and Paul. We had a nice time there, although Waleed the chef has suddenly left without really saying goodbye. He always used to call Mum and Mas mummy and daddy and kiss mum's hand. My chicken shish wasn't quite as good as before.

Home again with Mum and after more tea and chat, I left at around 4pm, it had been good to see her. 

Home at 7:30 as the trains not playing ball, and lots of delays. I even got on the wrong train at one point, rarely done by me, and had to hop off at Hateful Heath, where I was still able to catch the one to Lewes.  

Happy to be at home, and boof happily onto the gold sofa. Lorraine's plans for the evening cancelled, so I was happy to see her too. Tired tonight. I still haven't fully recovered from that virus I had a couple of weeks ago, and lack energy.

The cherry blossom outside Mum's house. When this street was built it was lined with cherry trees. This and a couple of others are the last remnants.