Edgware steakout
Off to Edgware to see Mum and Mas. Rather rainy day, which in horny handed son of the soil mode I was pleased to see. Long journey with traffic jams, however but listening to a Kermode and Mayo film podcast is perfect for this kind of thing.
Finally reached Edgware and we went to the Miller and Carter steakhouse. A large and pleasant place, where we went to a steak eating booth, and sat under a painting of red cattle, near a window with a metal sculpture of a stylised cattle head. I had chicken, and so did Mas. Lorraine had salmon and mum had ribs. I expect the steaks are good there though. Mason talking about a barbers he visited as a child where the kids sat on merry-go-round horses.
Back to Edgware and I showed Lorraine the concrete dog and plastic grass next door, and we looked at Mum's paintings of Guernsey again. I love the view of La Rue Des Grons in the rare snow, painted from upstairs in the old house. A good deal of chatting to be done.
Then fond farewells, and similar delays on the way home. Glad to be climbing stiffly out of the car in Brighton to be greeted by milling about cats.
Finally reached Edgware and we went to the Miller and Carter steakhouse. A large and pleasant place, where we went to a steak eating booth, and sat under a painting of red cattle, near a window with a metal sculpture of a stylised cattle head. I had chicken, and so did Mas. Lorraine had salmon and mum had ribs. I expect the steaks are good there though. Mason talking about a barbers he visited as a child where the kids sat on merry-go-round horses.
Back to Edgware and I showed Lorraine the concrete dog and plastic grass next door, and we looked at Mum's paintings of Guernsey again. I love the view of La Rue Des Grons in the rare snow, painted from upstairs in the old house. A good deal of chatting to be done.
Then fond farewells, and similar delays on the way home. Glad to be climbing stiffly out of the car in Brighton to be greeted by milling about cats.
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