One problem with knowing that you have another full-on work blitz pending is that time runs away even faster than it should. My last blog ended just ahead of me travelling south for a weekend.
Charlotte & Pete hosted a fantastic 25th wedding anniversary party (though I’m too old to still be up at 4am – ouch), and the following day, rather bleary-eyed, I headed on for lunch with more old friends. A side effect of the weekend was a plan to take one of my godsons out for dinner in London, in cahoots with a fellow godmother, to celebrate his 21st.
Now I don’t go to London often, and I remembered why as I sat in Covent Garden feeling like a complete country bumpkin. There were some great performers doing their thing, and some superb live music, but I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw how many people (of all ages) were walking along in silence, staring at their phones. The whole Pokemon thing hasn’t really reached North Norfolk, and it was like the human race had been possessed. Very disturbing!
Dinner was eye wateringly expensive but also eye wateringly delicious and great fun, so worth every penny and then some.
Back in Bumpkinsville and life became really very social (not like me at all). My sister-in-law came to stay so I had the opportunity to almost frighten her to death in the air, various folk came to supper, and it was Paul Graham & Martin Renfrey’s Las Vegas themed wedding party – I can now confirm that Elvis Presley is alive and well, and performing in Leicester.
I’ve just had time to get my flying godson airborne again, renew my CAA medical and now I’m bracing myself for the Blair/Burghley double whammy….