Martin's parents popped in overnight last week on their return from France, bringing supplies of delicious Normandy butter, fresh market vegetables and all their news. Mandy was here for singing practise, with a haul of fresh cucumbers, so we were well provisioned!
We spent Saturday morning doing jobs then Phillipa kindly offered the use of her pool for the afternoon, so Max, Martin and I cycled over and spent a most refreshing hour or so in the pool with friends.
Then it was off to the annual WS BBQ, held once again in Stephen's riverside home in Wherwell. The choir has been much more cohesive this year, so the AGM was over quickly and we were able to enjoy the food and drink...and a game of croquet which Anna and I won!
Martin is looking at new cars, so borrowed one this week to try it out, bravely letting Max sit in the driver's seat and press buttons
Ben has booked his first gig with the newly-formed White Noise Radio so is delighted to finally be on his way with his own band (though unfortunately it looks as though they need to replace the drummer already as he has moved to London). Here's hoping it is the start of something big.
Meanwhile I took a train into London yesterday to claim my Christmas present: a trip to a museum accompanied by my personal guide, Rosie.
Trajan's Column, which my guide was able to explain to me much more interestingly than any brochure.
Rosie treated me to coffee and brownie from the courtyard cafe, which was so beautifully done we could have stayed for lunch: attractive V&A designs on trays and cups, plenty of chairs and tables on the grass, and a shallow pool with low fountains in which we were able to cool our toes. We sat for ages in the sunshine delighted to see little children paddling, a genteel and convivial atmosphere and such a pleasure to see this grand old museum opening its doors and gardens so freely to all.
Thank you Rosie for a lovely day, we must certainly do it again soon.
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