Saturday 21 August 2010

Friday 2.


Above photo is of Ann and her middle brother David, taken on Brighton sea front yesterday evening after leaving Cousin Sid. Both Ann and David love the sea and we had a good walk along the front, before deciding that we needed coffee before setting off on the homeward journey. We found a rather handsome place - The Regency Restaurant- on the Seafront, and despite the time - just after seven- they agreed to serve us coffee- most restaurants prefer diners at that hour. We did in fact expand our order to coffee for all and spotted Richard pudding (I quote the menu -generally speaking we're becoming a mealy mouthed bunch) with custard for Ann, apple pie with ice cream for David, and I had a look at the cheese board (had Stilton, Cheddar , and Brie, cheese- all excellent- with biscuits). We then set off on our homeward Journey, got to David's at a little after ten p.m., and we arrived home about half past midnight. It had been a very full day, which we originally saw as a duty, but which turned into a pleasure trip. We think we covered just over four hundred miles all told, Ann doing most of the driving because she prefers it, but both David and I took our turns.
I wish you all a very Good Night .
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12 comments:

Lori Skoog said...

Mike...you and Ann sure are two great examples of what family is all about.
Yes, I checked out all the recent posts. Another great portrait.

Crowbard said...

Sorry Dave, Ann definitely is looking like your younger sister now!
Great to see you both looking so full-o'-beans!

Unknown said...

Thank you Lori.
Hi Carl. Yes, Especially as Ann is seven years his senior.

Crowbard said...

Since Dick is an abbreviation of Richard you ought to get a larger helping of Spotted-Richard-Pudding than of spotted-dick-pud! - I can conceive of no other purpose in Bowdlerising such a time honoured member of that noble race of which the Scottish Poet declares The Haggis Chief!

Unknown said...

"Great Chieftain o' the pudden race" as I remember the couplet. Which is alright as long as no-one Burns the pudding.

Nea said...

Wasn't that Alfred, and cakes not pudding?

Sid looks even better than he did a few years ago at Gran's 100th.

Crowbard said...

Hi Nea,
Amongst historians that is the burning question! I believe Alfred was the frequently misquoted Great Chieftain o' the Saxon race. He actually said "What cakes, you scruffy peasant hag? - Ow! me lug'oles!"
(Puddings were not discovered in Athelney until the Georgian Kings introduced them. Custard however was known to the Angles - when the Normans arrived they renamed it creme Anglaise.)

Unknown said...

'When George in pudding time came o'er and moderate men looked big, sir.' That is, when puddings took off as a fashion after the death of Queen Ann, the last of the Stuart Monarchs, in 1714, and the accession of George the First, the first Hanoverian King.

Nea said...

If I was an Angle and some Norman came and renamed my pudding I'd call him a custard!

Unknown said...

Quite right too. Then you'd be a right angle.

Unknown said...

And you would be very acute to do so. Then you'd be an........

Unknown said...

And following on from the last but one comment, things would then be in a right tangle.