Just said au revoir to Florence ,as she chugs off to Glasgow via Edinburgh .I guess the 2 tier journey beats getting the wrong train down and having to feign sleep every-time the ticket collector went past ( which is quite a lot on a 5 hour journey ).I hope she manages to elevate her foot ,perhaps ,onto the persons lap opposite , thus minimising the swelling , but possible resulting in a restraining order.
So to soften my loathing of goodbyes ,Jacob,Florence and I had brunch and drinkies ,sitting in the sun ,down by the river .Meanwhile John and Andrew peddled like crazy – to Box Hill – then up ,then down , then up again and down again and back home.tonight its more moules and more circus tricks .