Tuesday 20 February
No
inspections today, so a bit of a late start. Flashy is a bit stuffed up in the
sinus and Lady P is not sure whether to call a doctor or drama critic.
Nonetheless, he soldiers on. We decide to take a little road trip north to
Henley-on-Thames. How do you get ‘Temes’ from Thames?
A
fairly good run, with the driver ignoring both the navigator and the GPS as
usual.
However,
we manage to find a little bakery for a coffee and a cinnamon scroll, about
half way, except it’s called a Chelsea Bun and nowhere near as good as the
Scandi ones. But who is complaining eh? The little car park was bursting with
locals, truckers, tradies and one soldier. Aldershot is nearby but he wasn’t a
Para.
Henley-on-Thames is a beautiful place and we found the very large ‘Catherine Wheel’ pub (founded in 1400 something!) as we needed a toilet break and Flashy always says, a pub is a s good as a service station or a Maccas- better in fact.
Then we did a little walk and found the Angel Pub, right on the river, similar age as the Catherine Wheel I expect and a cosy spot near the fire for some chowder and fish and chips, which were pub grub good. A nice walk along the banks of the Thames started well, except after all the winter rain, it was flowing a banker.
In fact,
some water was flowing over the footpath, making a route march difficult. You
can imagine that Flashy was disappointed with that! After lunch and a short
walk, we found Boots the Chemist for some appropriate nasal drugs, only
available over the prescription counter and possibly a precursor to
methamphetamine, but they will work a treat.
There were a lot of very big, fat ducks on the banks of the Thames. I shot them. Unfortunately, only with a camera. Blimey, they’d feed a family of six for a week. The return trip ended up taking us home in the dark as we forgot about the 4.00 pm peak hour traffic, Some people have to work I suppose.
At last the
fire crackles, the gin is cold and the bath is deep and hot.
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