Monday.

This morning we motored over to Wisbech, picked Gran up, then on to Guyhirn, where we met up with Barbara and Alan at the Oliver Twist for lunch. Usual excellent lunch there. We try and meet up annually with Barbara and Alan. Ann and Barbara were neighbours and childhood friends. In the seventies and eighties several of our friends intended, on retirement, to travel round the world, or follow the sun. Barbara and Allen were the only ones to do so. When Allan retired (I think ten years ago), they bought a very well fitted up mobile home, and every year since then, about October/November time they have locked up their permanent home and headed south in their mobile one. They usually return home about six months later. Barbara keeps a log/journal of their travels (with photoes) and fascinating reading it makes. We usually manage to weekend with each other during the summer months (or at least- as this year- get together for a meal out) and catch up on all the family news. This year Allen managed to pick up the tab ahead of me, and was adamant that it was his turn. Think he may be right but I must be swifter off the mark next year (actually Gran also wanted to pay the bill, and says she intends to do so next year- we'll see). Called on Mick and Erica on the way home for a cuppa and cake. Good to see them. Been a sociable sort of a day. Goodnight all.