By fountainlight

The Minx was speaking at a seminar in Leicester today and I am at an all day meeting at Heathrow tomorrow, so we manage to combine the two, such that I drove down with her, this morning, attended the seminar, and then we set off for Eton where the Minx had found us a nice looking hotel. 

There was some confusion when it came to navigation: her app showed our hotel at 55, High Street, Eton, while mine said 55, High Street, Windsor. What neither of us had realised was that Eton and Windsor are, to all intents and purposes, one town, separated by a river. 

We ate at an excellent Thai restaurant, before having a good old wander 'round, mainly to get our steps in. I pondered the security of Windsor Castle while the Minx danced in front of a fountain. That's us to a tee. 

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