I’m presently seated in The Fishes, a delightful pub/restaurant not far from my mother’s house in Oxford. The establishment offers three of the essentials of the good life: beer (I’m drinking a pint of Bateman’s), food (a pork steak is being prepared for me), and free wi-fi. What more could one want?
I visited my mother at the JR yesterday and today. (Her sister, Ru, was here today – it was lovely to see her again.) Lorna is doing pretty well, and is likely to to be transferred to an “IRB” (intermediate recovery bed – oh, the jargon you’ll learn) in a day or two.
The second leg of my flight was entirely uneventful, and we got in to Heathrow without having to hold. I think that’s a first for me. I encountered a new approach at the car rental (Alamo): after they’d processed my reservation, they told me to go out to the car park and choose any car in my group (“K”) that I fancied. I looked at a couple of sporty cars, then remembered that I might be ferrying elderly people and chose a Citroen G (I think) – very upright, good headroom. It was a very good selling point; if they do this in the US as well, I may well switch from my usual provider (Avis).
The food has now arrived. More later…..
UPDATE: Very tasty. Dessert too. And the coffee came with a little bowl of Smarties. (That’s “M&Ms” for those of you in the colonies…..) Now I must pay for it. Of course my Visa card isn’t equipped for chip’n’pin…….