Pub lunch

After yesterday's epic trip to Aylesbury, we had a bit of a slow start this morning. We headed across to my beautiful wife's mum. We spent a while there, then took Pat out for lunch. The Bombardier was too much of a temptation for me and I liked the way the glass looked on the old oak table. So I had another one. After returning MIL to base, we zoomed around doing a few errands. We are now packed and ready to head to Greece tomorrow. Let the torture begin...