After a little bit of an argy bargy at the car hire place, Rick picked up a black car and Rick, Mary and I set out for Dover Castle. Totally forgot it was half term week – and the place was heaving. They have also changed the queuing system for the underground tunnels – so we had to wait for about an hour to get in. Luckily they thought it was worth it (either that or they were being polite!) but I wasn’t so sure – maybe because I have been down so many times before. We just had time to look around the keep before we were thrown out.
Phil and Dan had driven down and met us at the top of Castle Hill, and we went up to Canterbury for a drink and wander around the town. Went into the Parrot and had the best chips ever, then on to James’ new shop, Wild Ferment, obviously had to buy a couple of bottles!
It was too late to go into the cathedral – but at least we could walk around the precincts without paying.
Might have been better if we had been there to greet them as they stepped off the plane – but some idiot didn’t set the alarm properly – and we woke up half an hour before the plane was due to land. So much swearing and a fraught trip around the M25 to Gatwick – luckily by the time they had got through customs etc we were only about 15 minutes late.
We went down to Brighton and went around the museum. Mary and I saw a suit we would love to wear –
and one I shall not be knitting.
Fell in love with another man from the past – then went and had breakfast in a tiny cafe.
Decided against going into the Pavilion because of jet lag – but had a wander around the Lanes, and I also fell in love with sparkly ruby rings. Although at around £2000 I doubt very much I will be getting one!