Back home to Susan's place
Our London jaunt is over. In fact the whole holiday is almost over. We have four nights back at Susan's house in Great Chesterford before an overnight stay at a Heathrow Hotel and then the long haul flight home! Yay! (Home, that is. Not actually looking forward to that uncomfortable flight)
We seem to have aquired quite a lot of extra stuff whilst away. It was no easy task to haul it all down that steep long set of stairs at our London apartment and schlepp all the baggage to Kings Cross station. We went through to Cambridge again as the idea of catching the tube to Liverpool Street did not appeal.
Susan picked us up from the station, and Bella was very pleased to see us when we got home.
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| Bella is thrilled to see us |
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| Mind you, she'd rather cuddle squirrel! |
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John cracks on with the list of little handyman tasks Susan
has for him. He places a new key lock-box on this pillar. |
Barb, meanwhile, tackles the pile of laundry and ironing that has accumulated. We don't want to arrive back in Brisbane with a bagful of dirty washing when the weather has been so dodgy there. There's lots of little jobs to do, but at least when we leave everything will be in working order for Susan.
Susan's best friend Christine and Pat are coming to join us for lunch. Rather than go into a frenzy of cleaning and cooking, we choose to walk across the road to the Plough for a pub meal. We can sit outside with the dogs here too.
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| Susan, Pat, Christine & Barb in the Plough's garden |
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John is the token boy in the ladies lunch party
(That must be why I'm snarling!) |
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| After lunch we sit in Susan's back patio for cups of tea and dessert |
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| The ladies mastering Whatsapp |
It's a very relaxed afternoon with old friends. It's the best way to entertain when there's not a lot of work or cleanup for anyone.
