There is nothing more exciting than knowing one of your closest friends is waiting to pick you up from the airport when you have had a long haul flight. The last 3 hours before we touched down in LHR was hell on earth, I was uncomfortable, hadn’t slept much, wanted to get off the plane and realised I was just eating for the hell of it when the snack trolley kept coming round. The bald man was soundo beside me, as much he says he can’t sleep on planes, I have photographic proof of it otherwise.
Miraculously we were through LHR within 30 mins and into the arms of the lovely Sarah Warner. A quick trip around the carpark and within 2 hours we were home, showered and into the pub. The biggest hugs of all were to follow from Jack and Tilly and we spent the evening catching up with everyone.
The plan was simple, the execution a failure. A couple of drinks and then off for a curry. The end result, Saturday so hungover we all struggled around Saffron Walden trying to show Barry the town’s highlights when really we wanted to be tucked up in bed asleep. We finally had a curry with Steph and Justin on Saturday night before both collapsing in bed exhausted and jetlagged.
Our Sunday was laid back and relaxing. Vix and my gorgeous godson joined us for Sunday Lunch at the Coach where Ian surpassed himself with Roast Pork. A few drinks, a snooze and a kip on the couch left us in good stead for more catching up in the evening, more introductions and more bubbles.
Monday was Clavering Village fete, Maypole dancing, sausages in buns, feel the vegetable, maggot racing, plant stalls, bouncy castles and Belly dancing! all the classics of an English Fete.
Phoebe did a fabulous job at the maypole dancing. The resulting knot around the maypole was seriously impressive. The moment the rain kicked in we were out of there like a shot and into the pub!
On Tuesday the Warners, Bald Man and I headed for the big smoke and a museum of wax works - potentially the most stupid idea being the first day of half term. However we took numerous pictures and had a fabulous time with each other. Lunch in Convent garden at Henry’s and we were off round the market. We did lose the Bald man and Ian in the Apple Store…… funny that!
We left the Warners on the South Bank and headed for Balham and for my newlywed cousin. A lovely meal was cooked and the 3 cousins, the new addition to the family and the bald man sat and caught up and got to know each other again.
On the Wednesday, the Bald man and I headed for Oxford St and a spot of shopping, which was fruitless and depressing. We retreated to Chinatown and had a somewhat strange meal at Baozi Inn, which was covered in accolades but neither of us could admit to being enthralled by it. 2 Tube trips later and we were outside the Apollo Victoria waiting for Wicked to start. And Wicked it was, just a brilliant show! Definitely one to go and see.
Our evening was spent with my lovely friend Ellie at a great bar called the Folly Inn on Gracechurch Street. Great atmosphere, amazing food and fab presentation. All in all a great couple of days.
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