The first half of October is officially autumn, but the weather has varied between summer and winter. As usual, we have kept busy. We’ve done more trip planning, and more evaluation work: we sent off a draft report on October 1st, and a revised version, incorporating further analysis requested, on the 14th.
It’s been a great time for seeing friends. We’ve had several visitors here for coffee, lunch or dinner. Sandie had lunch with Anne and Annette at the Shire Horse near Maidenhead, and we walked with Caroline to the Crown at Hazlemere for dinner. We went to the LibDems’ ‘Curry Night’ at Chutney, and to the Soroptomists’ dinner at Beaconsfield Golf Club, invited by Anne who is a member. She assured us it would be easy to get there, as the golf club is right by the Seer Green and Jordans railway station. So it is – there is a gate leading directly from the platform. Only problem is, you need a security code to go through, and we didn’t have the number! We considered climbing over, but in our best clothes that didn’t seem a good idea. Fortunately a lady who was parking her car spotted us, and went to get the magic number.
On Friday we went to our folk dance club – our last opportunity for a while. Last Saturday we went to see the latest remake of the film A Star is Born. We were not impressed, but it got very good reviews, so maybe it was just us.
We haven’t had time to do a lot of walking lately, but when Brenda and Phil came to lunch we took them for a stroll around the Rye.
Then on Tuesday the weather was so amazingly good we just had to go out, so we walked up to Hughenden Manor, and around the park. The autumn colours were beautiful, and on our way to the park we were fascinated by the stone carvings on some houses. It’s strange how you can notice new things even when you’ve walked along the road many times before.
We did do quite a lot of walking on Wednesday 10th October, when we had a day out in London to celebrate our wedding anniversary (no. 48 – two more years to the big one). As usual, we started off in Leicester Square (for cheap theatre tickets and coffee) and then walked through to Stanfords (for travel guides). From there we walked north, as we had an appointment with a solicitor in the King’s Cross area. We had lunch on the way, at the outdoor café in Russell Square. We just couldn’t believe how good the weather was: bright sun and a cloudless blue sky. The square – like others we passed through – was packed with people eating, reading, or just relaxing on the grass.
After our appointment we took the tube to Baker Street, and did a walk Ian had found on the Net. It took us through Regent’s Park (where we stopped at another outdoor café for a prosecco), up Primrose Hill and along the canal. Then it was tube down to Victoria, dinner at Brown’s and Wicked at the Apollo. The costumes and settings were brilliant, though the plot was very thin and we sometimes struggled to make out the words being sung.
A People’s Vote?
On Saturday we went with some LibDem friends to deliver Hope not Hate / Best for Britain leaflets asking people to tell their MP that they want the final say on whatever deal (if any) is finally agreed for Brexit. We feel very strongly about this, as all the evidence shows it will have a huge (and probably disastrous) impact on our lives.
So we are sorry that we shall miss the big march next Saturday:
Thanks and good luck to all those taking part!
We woke on Sunday morning to heavy rain, which persisted while we were out doing some essential shopping. It felt very cold too – a complete contrast to the glorious weather we’d enjoyed a few days earlier. And the evenings are getting dark. Time for snowbirds to fly south!!!
It’s two weeks since our last blog, so about time for another. But we have less to say in this one, and certainly far fewer photos! We’ve both suffered from bad colds, which didn’t help, but the main reason is that we’ve had lots to do indoors. The weather is definitely autumnal now; most days have been bright and sunny, although it gets cold in the evening.
Getting straight again
We arrived home from the Azores at 1am on Sunday 16th September, and found the flat in total darkness. Luckily Ian had a torch in his rucksack, so we could get to the lamps, and then switch the lighting on, in every room except the lounge. Ian had finished the decorating before we left, but was unable to fix the new light fittings. While we were away, Caroline came round with a friend who is a retired electrician – very kind of them, but he couldn’t do it either. We could not get an electrician to come on a Sunday, so we had a romantic (?) dinner by candlelight.
Next day we got busy. We took loads of stuff to the Oxfam shop, loads more to the nearest recycling centre, and then shifted all the books, photo albums etc back into the lounge. The electrician arrived and fixed the lights in no time. Only problem was, after about two minutes the lights suddenly dimmed. We discovered that the bulbs were not compatible with our dimmer switch, so Ian had to rush out and buy different ones. Finally, we were back to normal!!!
Working and planning
We needed to press on with our evaluation for the Sutton Trust, so we have spent a lot of time on the analysis (Ian) and report writing (Sandie). We also had a meeting with our ERA partners.
While waiting for the Sutton Trust data to come through, we embarked on another major task (unpaid, but enjoyable): planning future travels. We are planning a long trip to Australia (and other places) in early 2019. As usual, we start with some ideas about where we want to go, work out an itinerary, do some research, refine our ideas and go round the loop again. Great fun though.
Family and friends
Unbelievably, we saw all of our children and grandchildren within the space of a few days. On Sunday 23rd Andrew and his family came from Kent, and Claire and her family came from Gloucestershire – High Wycombe is roughly in the middle! It was great to see them all. Unfortunately, Sandie was feeling rough that day, so was not able to join the expedition to a local pub for an early dinner.
Two days later, Paul arrived for an overnight visit. We met him at the station, and went into town for drinks and dinner before returning home. Next day he was on a training course in Berkhamsted, so he had to leave very early.
Our friends Ena and Bryan came for lunch. They were our next door neighbours back in the 1970s, when we lived in Addlestone, and we’ve kept in touch ever since, but hadn’t seen them for a couple of years. It’s difficult to get to Woking by public transport, and Bryan isn’t keen on motorway driving these days, so their daughter Jane kindly brought them over.
Despite being busy, we have managed to get out and about a few times! The day after we arrived home from the Azores, the weather was surprisingly good, so we walked with Caroline to a pub with a pleasant garden where we could enjoy the sun.
We’ve kept up our practice of going out on Friday and Saturday evenings. On Friday 21st we walked to the Green Dragon in Flackwell Heath (with a stop at the Three Horseshoes on the way).
Next day we went to the cinema, to see the film BlackkKlansman: an amazing true story, and quite entertaining, though the news clips at the end provided a reminder that things have not changed since the 1970s as much as we might hope.
Last Friday we went to our folk dance club in Marlow, for the first time since May. We had dinner first at Bill’s, a pub/restaurant we only discovered recently, but very much enjoyed.
Saturday was a bit more complicated. We decided to combine shopping (there are still a few things we want for the lounge) with a pub walk. So we walked to Loudwater, spent some time at the retail park there, and then walked on to Wooburn Green. We’d planned to eat at the Red Lion, but after making our selection from the menu we were informed that the kitchen was closed, due to unforeseen circumstances. There was an Italian restaurant nearby, so we went there, but they were full. No other places around, so it was back to the Red Lion for another drink while waiting for the next bus back to Wycombe.
We got off the bus in the town centre, went to the Falcon, ordered food and settled down with a bottle of wine. A few minus later, an apologetic manager (?) came and informed Sandie that the vegetarian fryer was out of action. We began to think we were doomed to go hungry!!! But all was not lost – she just had to choose another meal that did not involve frying, and we had our dinner at last.
This week Sandie has been feeding Caroline’s cat Blue, who likes his water straight from the tap!
We’d decided to visit two of the Azores, to experience the individual characteristics that each island is said to have. Sao Miguel was the obvious choice for one, as that is where the international flights land. We chose Santa Maria for the second, as it is the closest to Sao Miguel, but much smaller, and reportedly very different. A bonus reason was that Santa Maria is supposed to be the warmest and driest of the islands. In fact, we’d been lucky on Sao Miguel, having spent two and a half days there with no rain at all. But…
Tuesday 11th September
When we landed on Santa Maria, it was pouring with rain. We took a taxi to our hotel, known as Charming Blue (although painted pink, for reasons we do not understand). Later, the rain stopped and the sun came out, so we took a walk down to the harbour. Looking back from the mole, we got good views of the boats and the fortress above. By then we had realised how small and quiet Vila do Porto (the main town on the island, known simply as Porto) was. By comparison, Punta Delgada on Sao Miguel seemed a bustling, cosmopolitan city.
When we woke, the weather was cloudy but fine, so we had breakfast sitting outside by the hotel’s swimming pool. But when we got organised and headed out to start our walk, we discovered that it was pouring with rain! Luckily it did not last long. There is a walk that follows the coast right round the island, and we did a chunk of it, starting from Porto and working our way along the south coast. At first it was bleak and desolate, but later the sun came out and we got great views of the coastline. The scenery was very different from Sao Miguel. No hydrangeas and hardly any ginger lilies. Instead, there were masses of prickly pears and aguave cacti.
A boardwalk took us round some interesting geological areas, and later we came to some artificial caves, where the locals used to dig out clay and limestone. Eventually we descended to the beach at Praia Formosa, where there was a café, and we had much-needed drinks.
From there the path went up again, and in one place we had to climb a particularly steep hill. It was a struggle, but we made it.
Going down the other side, we got great views of some basalt columns (like the Devil’s Postpile in California). But the path was not easy, and getting up the other side was much worse!
When we reached the tiny village of Panasco, we decided we’d had enough. We were just short of our target, but that was across a valley, and we did not want to do any more ascents and descents! So we called for a taxi, and sat on a wall in the village while waiting for it to come and take us back to Porto.
We took a taxi to Santa Barbara (in the east of the island) and started on a circular walk from there. We had heavy rain showers twice, but they didn’t last too long. We saw lots of the houses, with their red-tiled roofs, scattered among the hills, and noted particularly the quaint chimney pots – three different designs – which are characteristic of Santa Maria.
We took a detour to a viewpoint over Sao Lourenço Bay – the path was longer than we expected, and very difficult towards the end. Later we spotted a picnic table just off the path, stopped there for a snack, and discovered the path down to the bay started nearby. We’d previously decided not to attempt it because it was very steep, but we gave it a go. It was OK in parts – there was even a handrail! – but some sections were difficult. It took us 50 minutes to reach the bay. We had drinks while waiting for a taxi to take us back to Porto.
Later the same driver took us to the airport. We took off on time at 7.40, and landed back on Sao Miguel 8.05. But this time we were not staying in Punta Delgada. We took a taxi to Furnas, in the east of the island, where we were to spend our final two nights in the Azores.
We had a relaxing day today – walked nearly 12 miles, but it was mainly on the flat, so not nearly as strenuous as our other hikes. We walked up through the town to the Lagoa das Furnas, and followed the path round the lake.
In one place there were a few small fumaroles, as well as mounds where different restaurants cook food in the volcanic heat.
We also saw some chainsaw wooden sculptures dotted here and there. There were a few showers during the day, and a few sunny patches, but most of the time it was just heavy clouds.
We stopped to visit the Jose do Canto Garden. It was a 30-minute walk to the waterfall, and we were warned that there was not much water in it, but it was still picturesque. En route we passed a chapel, but that was closed. We visited the Fern Garden (and saw some enormous fungi) but it was not the season for camellias.
We continued round the lake till we reached a turn-off that took us up to a recommended viewpoint, the Lombo dos Milhos. There were great views of the town, but none of the lake, which was disappointing.
Back in the town, we went to the Poco da Dona Beija thermal pools. There are five pools, four of them at 38° but varying depths. We sampled them all, but unfortunately there was quite a lot of rain while we were there.
There were dark heavy clouds when we got up this morning. We went to see the fumaroles, only just up the road from our hotel. They were impressive, though not on a par with Yellowstone or Rotorua.
It did not take long to look round, but while we were doing so the rain started pouring down. We took shelter in our hotel, and then in a café. There was one other place on our ‘must see in Furnas’ list: the renowned Terra Nostra Gardens, so after the rain stopped we headed there. The gardens are beautiful, and extensive; luckily we were able to do most of the ‘walking trail’ before the rain came down again, and we got soaked.
But by then it was time for some lunch, and a taxi to the airport for the flight home.
In case you didn’t know – many people don’t – the Azores are a group of islands belonging to Portugal, but way out in the Atlantic (‘We’re half way back to Florida’, Ian joked when we arrived). It was another place that needed to be ticked off our bucket list. There are nine inhabited islands, but we could not visit all of them in a week. So we chose the two easternmost islands: Sao Miguel (the biggest) and Santa Maria (the driest).
Saturday 8th September
We flew from Stansted to Sao Miguel. The plane was late (we boarded almost on time, but sat on the tarmac for nearly two hours before taking off). But apart from that, everything went well. We landed in blue skies and warm sun. We took a taxi to our hotel, and were given a nice big room. After changing we went out for dinner; as it was getting late and we were hungry, we did not want to walk far, but we found a restaurant by the port where we could sit outside and enjoy the view and a great atmosphere.
But when we got back to the hotel, disaster struck. Sandie started unpacking the case, and found that the bag which was supposed to contain her hiking boots contained an old pair of Ian’s instead. Apart from sandals, the only other shoes she had were some lightweight flexible trainers, comfortable but far from ideal for hiking in the hills. Worst of all, they were certainly not waterproof, and a slight (almost invisible) split in one sole meant that water could easily get in. Knowing that the climate of the Azores was wet and windy, we’d packed rain capes and cagoules, but not having dry footwear was a disaster.
We debated how on earth to cope, and Ian eventually came up with a brilliant idea. The hotel had left us a shower cap, which Sandie never uses. This could be put on her foot, over her sock, to prevent water getting through.
We woke to amazing red skies, something that we (being sunset rather than sunrise people) don’t often see. We took the emergency kit with us, but luckily did not need it – the weather stayed dry and sunny all day. We took a taxi up into the hills, and then started a walk which took us past an old aqueduct, and round a group of crater lakes. There were several viewpoints, and masses of yellow flowers (which we later identified as ‘ginger lilies’) helped to create some extremely picturesque scenery. We realised how lucky we were when a young Belgian couple told us they had waited days to get a clear view of the lakes!
From there we went steeply downhill to the village of Mostieros, on the west coast. We were very glad to reach a bar where we could slake our thirst. We then took a walk through the village and back by the coastal path, with views of the black sand and dramatic rocks. With stops for ice creams and more drinks, we were back in the village centre by 6pm, in good time for a bus (one of very few!) back to Punta Delgada.
This morning we took a bus along the south coast to the starting point for a walk we’d planned to do, up to Lago do Fogo, the highest lake on Sao Miguel. Well, not quite to the starting point…. We had to walk up a very steep road to get to the trailhead. And the first part of the trail was very steep too. But we pressed on, and eventually came to a levada (water channel) which we followed for some distance. The path was very narrow, but almost flat. When we finally reached the lake, we had a small picnic (not hungry after an enormous breakfast) and climbed a hill to get better views. Then we walked back – downhill all the way.
We reached the main road with some time to spare before the bus back to Punta Delgada, but there was a convenient beach bar where we could enjoy drinks while waiting. We’d been lucky again with the weather.
Back at the hotel, Ian spotted a vegetarian restaurant in the guidebook, which sounded wonderful: endless positive comments on TripAdvisor, rated best food in town even by non-vegetarians… He tried to book a table, but they were full all evening. Not surprising, but disappointing for us, as it was our last night in Punta Delgada.
This morning we explored the town, following a suggested walk in our guidebook. Although we’d spent three nights there, we hadn’t yet had an opportunity to look round properly. But Punta Delgada is a small town, and there is not an awful lot to see. The main highlights (?) are churches and more churches: we find the Portuguese architectural style attractive, but are less keen in the interior decoration. We also went in some shops, and Sandie bought new trainers: they may not be fully waterproof, but at least they don’t have a split in the sole!
In the afternoon we collected our luggage from the hotel and took a taxi to the airport for the very short (25 minutes!) flight to Santa Maria, our second island in the Azores.
…have featured in the English summer of 2018. Buddleia has been in profusion everywhere, and we have seen (and heard) more wood pigeons than ever before.
For us it has been a summer of grandsons and decorating. Charlie and Oscar came to stay again 28-31 August. Ian managed to get the hall painted and wallpapered by the end of Monday 27th – just in time.
Outings with the boys
Claire left them with us on Tuesday morning, and departed for Perth. In the afternoon we went to the leisure centre at Amersham, as the boys were keen to have a swim. We don’t normally go to the Amersham pool, but it’s easy to get to by bus, and we thought we’d give it a try. We were pleasantly surprised to find that it was quiet – unlike any other pool we’ve been to during the school holidays. There were hardly any queues for the flumes, so Charlie tried all three many times. Oscar, being younger, was restricted to one, and had to be accompanied by an adult, so he and Sandie used that one again and again.
We left the pool only when it closed (!). Then we discovered an excellent playground just outside, with an adjacent fitness area. It was past 7 when we finally got home.
On Wednesday morning we went bowling again. Oscar won the first game and Sandie the second – probably because they used the bumpers, while Charlie and Ian did not. On the way home we detoured through the Rye, and the boys spent some time on the adventure playground. They also had a go on the bungee trampolines that formed part of a kiddies’ funfair there.
Next day we went to Bekonscot, the model village and railway in Beaconsfield. The boys had been there once before, with Maggi, and we’d taken our own children there – many years ago! We were glad that we arrived just after opening time, because later the place became crowded, and it was difficult to get past all the buggies on the narrow walkways. Bekonscot was opened in 1929; it now seems rather dated (in some cases deliberately so) and the figures are not all perfectly detailed. But it is beautifully arranged, with flowers and fish pools, and we enjoyed looking round. We were amused by the names given to model shops and services, such as Lee Key (plumbers), Argue & Twist (solicitors), Chris P Lettis (greengrocer).
In our lounge we had a big rug that had once belonged to Ian’s father. After some discussion, we decided that we did not want to keep it after the room was decorated. Maggi thought it might be useful for her house in Spain, so she and Phil came to collect it on Friday 31st. We all walked into the town for lunch at a local pub. On the way back, we stopped at Caroline’s, and had tea/coffee sitting in the sun in her garden. When Maggi and Phil left, they took the boys as well as the rug back home to Bussage. Ian was therefore able to start on the decorating a day earlier than planned.
Back to decorating
Before leaving, the boys had helped us shift all of our books into the spare room, where they were piled in stacks on the floor. On Saturday we managed to cram in a few pieces of furniture, and put a couple more in the bathroom. The rest had to stay in the lounge – since there was nowhere else to put them – and be moved around as necessary. Ian was then able to paint the woodwork. Since he’d already done the doors, this didn’t take too long. And as the weather was bright and sunny, we decided to have an evening out.
We set off in the afternoon, and looked round a few shops that sold lighting. From the last one we took the bus to Bourne End, and walked across to the Bounty for drinks. We walked back over the bridge and then along the Thames Path to Marlow, doing a slight detour en route for drinks at the Spade Oak, a pub we hadn’t visited for many years. In Marlow we had dinner at the George and Dragon, and coffee at another pub while waiting for the bus back to Wycombe.
On Sunday Ian started wallpapering the lounge. He’d estimated that he would finish by Thursday, so we’d arranged to have our new carpet fitted on Friday – the day before we go on holiday. However, as he’d started a day earlier than planned, and made faster progress than expected, he actually finished Tuesday midday. We tried to rearrange the carpet fitting, but that was not possible. We spent most of Wednesday and Thursday going to shops in different areas, trying to find things we needed for the lounge, notably light fittings and cushions. We seemed to be going round in circles, but finally achieved moderate success!
On Thursday evening we did some leafleting with a group of Lib Dems, and we all ended up at a nearby pub.
On Friday morning the new carpet was finally fitted. It took three hours, and we were more or less confined to our bedroom, but at least we were able to get the packing done! In the afternoon we were able to start – though not finish – the task of putting everything back where it should be. The only real problem was installing the new light fittings. Ian – with Sandie’s help – spent about three hours on one, but with no luck. We shall have to get an electrician when we return from the Azores. In the evening we had dinner at a pub in town, to celebrate progress made, and commiserate the fact that the job is not yet completed.
When we publish a new blog, Ian always posts a notice on Facebook, so friends know we’ve done so. A photo from the blog is chosen to accompany the post. Usually we get three or four ‘likes’. Last time, the chosen photo was of Claire, Ant and the boys. Unbelievably, Facebook ‘recognised’ Claire and Ant – isn’t technology wonderful? Even if slightly scary! This meant that the post was sent to their friends as well as ours – and we got 30 likes. They obviously have a lot of friends!
Return of the boys
Charlie and Oscar were back again on Weds 15th August. They were to stay for a week, as Claire was off to Sydney. However, her plans changed and she only went as far as Singapore, so she was back on Saturday. This meant we had just two full days with the boys, and on Thursday the weather was not good, so we went into town, went bowling and did some shopping.
Friday was more exciting, as the four of us had a day out in London. We headed first to Buckingham Palace, as the boys wanted to see the Changing of the Guard. The crowds were enormous, and there was not much to see except an occasional group of soldiers on horseback. After about an hour we were all bored, so moved on to St James’s Park, for drinks and snacks in the café there.
We walked through Horse Guards Parade and down to Parliament Square, but were unable to see Big Ben as it was covered in scaffolding and boarded up. Next we walked though Hyde Park, where we were baffled by an enormous construction on the Serpentine. Going closer, we saw that it was like a chopped-off pyramid, made of plastic logs. Being red, blue and purple, it did not quite fit with the green surroundings! We looked it up later and found it was an installation by people who apparently do such things all over the world.
We walked across to Kensington Gardens, and spent some time at the Princess Diana playground. Then by tube to the City, to see the Mithraeum, something we’d only recently heard about. It’s a Roman temple, buried beneath the streets of London, which was only discovered after the Second World War, and opened to the public just a few years ago. It’s very well organised, and amazing to think that the temple lay hidden for centuries.
We returned to the West End, had a drink and stocked up with guidebooks at Stanfords. Then it was dinner, and off to the theatre to see a live production of David Walliams’ Gangsta Granny, which was very entertaining.
When on our own, we’ve found plenty to keep us busy. Ian has done our tax returns, and we’ve made progress with our Sutton Trust evaluation – got as far as we can get until the next dataset arrives. We’ve joined the local Lib Dems’ group, and have spent some time leafletting. We went to a barbecue last Saturday, which gave us the opportunity to meet some other members.
After decorating the spare bedroom, we got the decorating bug. Well, perhaps not – we are not enthusiasts! But we decided we really must do something about our lounge. We’d been putting it off because the prospect of moving all the furniture – including laden bookshelves – was not appealing, especially as we have nowhere else for the furniture to go! We can’t start until after the boys’ next visit, as the books etc will have to be stacked in their bedroom. But we have done a lot of preliminary work, such as choosing and ordering wallpaper and carpets. Since our filing cabinet will have to be moved – like everything else – we undertook another long overdue task, and blitzed all our files, scrapping papers that were years and years old. It reduced the weight of the cabinet, but created tons of recycling. (Pity there’s no recycling collections from our flats – that’s one of our constant moans!)
Although we’re well ahead of our walking target for this year, we’ve walked less than usual in recent weeks, because of being busy with other things. But we’ve had some outings that involve walking, and where possible we combine walking with other activities. Last Saturday we went for dinner with Caroline, and walked through the woods and along country lanes to our chosen pub. Next day we walked via footpaths and quiet roads to Loudwater, to look round the carpet showroom there.
On Wednesday we walked to the Oxfam bookshop in Beaconsfield. We’d never walked to Beaconsfield before, and did not want to walk along the busy A40. We found on the map what looked like a much better route, which involved walking through woods and then along a ‘minor’ road that turned out to be quite busy, so we shall look for an alternative route next time.
On Thursday we went to Slough for the day. We followed what has become our usual routine: left the bus in the Farnham Road, looked at charity shops, had coffee, bought flowers. Then we walked through to the cemetery, and finally down to the town centre. We had lunch with Sarah and Tami and did more shopping before heading home, laden down with a suitcase, a rug, a shoe rack and half a dozen books.
On Friday the weather was cool and windy, with some rain in the evening. So our usual country walk to a pub had to be abandoned in favour of a visit to the cinema, where we saw Mama Mia! Here we go again (great music, pity about the ‘plot’). But we did walk there!
On Saturday the weather was much improved, though still not that warm. We decided to do a pub walk, but almost changed our minds late afternoon, when the clouds came over and rain was forecast for 6pm. We decided to take a chance – just as well, because the sun came out and the rain did not materialise. We walked to Bourne End, and had drinks at the Bounty, at a table right on the edge of the Thames. We decided to move inside for dinner, as it was getting cool by then, but still had a great view of the river until the sun disappeared.
We arrived back from our European trip on Wednesday 25 July. We could not believe how hot and dry the weather was – unusual for England! Our plan was to stay home for the school summer holidays, so Charlie and Oscar could stay when Claire was on a work trip.
The boys arrived on Saturday 28th. That evening, they went to a wedding party with Claire and Ant; the next day Claire was off on a trip, and the boys stayed with us for four days.
While they were here, we went swimming, which they love, and to the adventure playground at the Rye. We also went to a large DIY store, to choose wallpaper and paint for the spare bedroom, which the boys use when they are with us.
On Tuesday the four of us went to visit Andrew and his family at Faversham. Ellie was at work, but in the afternoon the rest of us went to Whitstable, where we played Frisbee on the cliffs, had ice creams in the castle grounds and drinks in the town centre. When Ellie came home we all went to a local pub for dinner, then it was time for the journey back to Wycombe.
On our own
When Claire did her next trip, Ant took Charlie, Oscar and Logan camping. This gave us some time on our own, which was a great opportunity to get the decorating done. We cleared the room, and Sandie washed down the walls, then Ian did the painting and wallpapering. After that we had new carpet fitted, and beds delivered. All ready for the next visit!
During this time, we made a start on the evaluation we are doing for the Sutton Trust. As we’ve been busy indoors most of the time, we’ve not walked as much as usual, and we haven’t taken nearly as many photos – so this will be a short and not very exciting blog! But we have enjoyed meals with friends (at our home or theirs) and we managed to do a couple of pub walks while the weather was warm and sunny. On Friday 3rd August we walked down to the Thames at Bourne End, stopping for a drink at Flackwell Heath on the way. After another drink at the Bounty, we walked along the river to Cookham, and had dinner at the Ferry there. We got the bus home from Bourne End. Next day we went to the Crown at Hazlemere – not nearly so far, but we did walk both ways!
By this weekend, the weather had changed. It was cool and cloudy, with occasional rain – a typical English summer! On Friday it rained, but the evening was dry, so we walked with Caroline through the woods to Penn. Our aim was the Crown, but we were informed that they could not accommodate us due to a big party, so we ended up at the Old Queen’s Head, where we had a lovely, unusual meal.
On Saturday evening, heavy rain prevented us going far, so we walked to Chutney, our favourite Indian restaurant – indeed, our favourite restaurant of any kind – in Wycombe. Great food and friendly service – what more can you want?
Fortunately, it was fine earlier on Saturday, when the local Lib Dems had a stall by the parish church and invited passers-by to indicate on a ‘Brexitometer’ how they felt the Brexit negotiations were going. This was part of their ‘exit from Brexit’ campaign, which we fully support. New evidence is emerging daily on what a disastrous impact Brexit will have – indeed, is already having – on the country, and we feel strongly that there should be a ‘people’s vote’ when the exact terms of the deal (if any) are known, and the likely consequences made clear.