Village day and Seaford

Off to Bolney today for their village day. This is the last time I will feel the need to trail behind Lorraine like Dennis Thatcher smiling at local worthies, parents and children. Lorraine ran a little stall there where children threw tennis balls at a pile of painted cans, and into buckets. I ran around collecting balls and cans. I also judiciously had a pint of beer in a plastic glass. Two very pleased with themselves and annoying men who did all the announcing last year and for years before were banned last time for scuffling, so Posh Bob, last seen by me delivering a pub quiz in the Eight Bells, did the announcing for the village dog show, the maypole dance, the tug of war and so on. Said hello to various folks, the local vicar, folks at Lorraine's school including Zoe and Sarah and Dan, and the parent of kids who have now left Lorraine's school who was on mastermind. 

From there we drove off to Seaford where we parked up near the sea, and scrunched down the pebbles towards the sea. Then we turned back to go to the Wellington for a beer and to meet Adele and Patrick. Turns out Steve was in there too getting ready to see a folk group with some pals. Had a chat with him, and we talked about getting the Beermonsters to Seaford at one point. I suggested Seamonsters. It seemed a very good omen to pop into a pub you've never been to in a town you have never lived in and meet someone you know. 

A fine interlude with Adele and Patrick having a few drinks, and then off to a strange little restaurant called Lin's sushi, which serves both Japanese and Chinese food. Service friendly, but chaotic, my plate left on another party's table for example, and the decor meh but the food was great and the prices very reasonable. Adele and Patrick excellent company. Telling us about their years living in California. Patrick doing a Masters in songwriting at Chichester and sent me a couple of files for a piece he has been working on setting a verse from Ode to a Nightingale. Rather lovely.

Lorraine drove them home, and we got back at a reasonable time, Lorraine watched Billie Elish performing at Glastonbury, who she really likes, but I had to slink off being rather tired. 

Scenes from the village, including Lorraine on the stall during a quiet moment.