Lunch 4, River 2

I slept hardly at all,my own fault and fell back on R3u.I must download some of these playlists for the flight. 

Once up I spruced up the kitchen and other parts of the house and then went down to pick up Mum. I was early but we still managed to be late, not helped by the fact that there was no parking to be had, a large party for a 1 year old seemed to have commandeered all the spots.

The meal was a real disappointment. The service was exhausting slow. We had started late (see above) but after over an hour we were still waiting for mains. And when it changed the turkey was cold, the toasties undercooked and the whole plate swimming in gravy. Soup was good and the chocolate torte epic. J talked to her son almost there while meal. Mum said hardly anything and felt I was just the driver. We should have stuck with the Old Roslin Inn. 

Got Mum home ok with no ill effects and then went home to meet S who is taking over from me. Couldn't beloved how much stuff she had, a lot of cases and a lot of food. There is no room for it. 

I watched some TV some and then we watched Maggie Smith tribute together. I was really tired and glad to get to bed.