Plan eleventy three

Plan A, B and C didn’t work so we reverted to A(2) which ended up as the actual expected treat. Bloody trains. But we got through the whole agenda with time left for extra bits so we can call this evening a success. And it’s the version of our outings where I get to send messages from the comfort of my bed while Lesley is still fannying about on trains.

I offer none of the culture we include in London outings, just food and booze. That’s how it works on South Coast outings, top banana.

And I have been advised my new camera face doesn’t really work. Surprising news so have reverted to regular toothy grins.