Buckinghamshire

View from the pub garden, stage 1 of my adventure is a night at Hannah’s. Very nice to be able to squeeze in. George drove us to the pub and picked us up, he passed his test a few months ago and drives with the confident arrogance you would expect, made me laugh. He did do a v good emergency stop for an owl sitting in the middle of the road on the way home.

Anyway, busy day of swimming in the pool and sea, organising stuff, drove to Hannahs. Went to pub, talked shite to each other, came back, talked a bit more shite, went to bed.