To Edgware with Lorraine

Both of us feeling a oddly stressed first thing. I checked the weather in Paxos where we are going and the week we are there, storms are forecast. But the weather is always wrong this far out. Then we drove off to Edgware. 

 We picked up Mum, and drove quickly to the The Waggon and Horses where Mum had booked us a table. It was empty when we arrived, apart from one man looking at the football, but it soon filled up. I had a chat with the guy who is a bailiff, who talked to me about the death of Paul, whose old seat he had been sitting in. He said he had bought the odd Guinness and left them where he used to sit. Paul is being lamented as someone who listened to others, which is something to aspire to. We all had roast chicken with all the trimmings, which was surprisingly good, mum able to have  couple of wines knowing Lorraine was driving. Back to Mum's and we measured up the tray of the heater and ordered a new one on line to be delivered at Mum's place. 

Then Mum went next door to see the neighbours, and Lorraine and I drove home. Our normal motorway being closed, we went a scenic route through Surrey and Sussex, which made rather a nice change. To bed early. No walking today, for the first time in sixteen days. But my legs felt grateful for the break.