The White Bear with Mum

A bit more rain overnight, then this morning, Lorraine and I both woke at 7:30. I got up and we had breakfast before I hurried off to Seaford station, and I zoomed up to West Hampstead, then walked up to Hampstead station to meet Mum. A gorgeous warm day. We went for a little walk about and happened on the White Bear pub, which I had been to a bazillion years ago. It contained lots of pictures of white bears, and was empty when we got there apart from a nice barmaid from Calgary in Canada. I told her I'd been there. Mum and I settled into a corner and had a couple of drinks and shared a bit of food. Just lovely to be in there, with the sun coming through the windows and plenty to talk about as we'd only seen each other online for some time. I showed her some pics of Beth's baby shower, and about my reading and Scotland and so on. She liked Carolyn's dress lots. She also gave me some jewellery for Lorraine -- two rings -- which Lorraine absolutely loved. 

Fond farewells with Mum at Hampstead station at a little before four, and I arrived home at about half six. I tried to call Mum, but it turns out she had unplugged everything as there was thunderstorm over Edgware when she got back, with big hailstones. 

Lorraine cooked, and we finished off with pieces of banoffee pie that Julie made for the weekend. Iron rations tomorrow.

Here's Mum in The White Bear