Father’s Day

Yesterday Mr C and I drove separately to Cheltenham to pick up Lucy’s stuff to bring home. Oh my goodness what a lot of stuff she has (I would think most of it can be chucked out). We were not able to get it all into 3 cars so she will have to pop back for the rest.

We surprised Mr C with a visit to The Packhouse, the antique/vintage barn full of wonderful things that he hasn’t been to before followed by lunch in their cafe/restaurant. When we arrived for our lunch our table wasn’t ready (we were a little early so that was fine) but they offered us a table in the summer house. Which we happily excepted and it was like private dining. Food was ok but it was nice for Mr C who is usually the cook at home.