Dec 31
Streatley
Another relatively good night's sleep and a chance to catch up on some more work. A late start and some reading in the morning while Jerry did some chores and Kathryn did some chores and coughed a lot. Her flu was not yet mended.
Towards lunchtime, Jerry and I drove to Pangbourne, a small town a few miles down the Thames, to do some shopping. It is small but rather smart, with lots of expensive looking houses nearby and listed in the estate agents' windows. There are a few decent shops and a scruffy looking Coop. |
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We patronised the cheese shop, which was magnificent, looked into the butchers' window and failed to find what we wanted at the hardware store. The Co-op did provide us with some basic foods and, thus fore armed, we entered the Cross Keys for some good beer and crisps. The staff were friendly, the fire warming and the menu and wine list were tempting. We resisted all of these and returned home for a late lunch. |
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In mid afternoon, Jerry set off to his New Year's Eve celebrations, leaving me working and Kathryn pottering and coughing in no particular order of precedence. She produced another large, unhealthy and otherwise excellent dinner, including a bottle of good NZ sauvignon blanc, and we watched TV before have early nights. New Year's Eve party? What New Year's Eve party?