Now rather a lot of what is happening to Debbie & I in our “escape” seems to centre round our local pub the Bridge Inn.
After a long drive to Roehampton & back to pick up the last of Emma’s belongings from her student accommodation we walked down for some refreshment, mainly a pint of Grolsch for me and a large Pinot Grigio for Debbie.
Richard the barman knows us well now so when I went to pay by card he asked if we’d like another round ready to go so as to speak which after no hesitation I agreed to.
As we headed rapidly to the bottom of our respective glasses you could have knocked us both down with a feather when our old friends from the cruise walked in and joined us, George, Thelma and their daughter & son-in-law Tracy & Nigel.
As reunions go not only was this unexpected but was great fun. We watched as they ordered the first Thai meal we’d seen close up and I vowed to come back next week as it looked delicious.