Another day closer to the hols.
In the evening Rosie came back and we ate and then went to Wokingham to watch Lady Windermere's Fan. We met Graham at the station. A friend of Rosie played the lead, it was very good, and a sell out show.
Embarrassing moment of the night, I collided with a giant of a man, ricocheted off his tummy, and apparently looked really shocked as I looked up, up and a bit more up to find his face. Whoops!
Then after a lovely night (ice creams in the interval) we walked back to the station and got caught in a thunder storm, missed the train, and then got caught in the storm again when we got back, soaked to the skin but at least it was quite warm.