As you can see she arrived in style, the airport providing her a driven escort with all of her luggage to the arrivals area. After having her flight delayed for 4 hours I'd say she deserved a little bit of pampering.
Stephen was going to go on his own to meet her but I knew that she would be bringing more than one poor soul could carry so I opted to go with him. Good thing I did or the boy would've put his back out.
I guess it didn't help that one bag was filled with nothing but Reese's Pieces:
Not really. But she did bring about 2 pounds of them for Stephen (because he's the favourite of the two of us as I'm sure you all know). I wonder what it would feel like to swim in a pool of Reese's Pieces. Mmmm. Candyswim.
Millie's managed to get her bearings ok and takes little jaunts off to the Library, stopping off for a cuppa at my friend Sharon's cafe along the way. She's gone to the local leisure centre to get a schedule of swimming classes and, surprise surprise, has already been to at least 2 stationery shops for cards. All while she wasn't under my close supervision of course.
For those of you not in the know, our local library is pretty new, it's only been open a couple of years and has won loads of architectural awards, not least because it's almost entirely solar powered. It's about a 10 minute walk from our flat. Too bad it's never open. Seriously tho, they need to really think about increasing their opening times, it's ridiculous to close at THREE P.M.
On Sunday we took off to our local cinema, the Duke of York, which is the oldest cinema in the country at the tender age of 97! Stephen and I are both members and suggested that Millie get one too; for the mere sum of £18 she gets 3 free tickets, discounts on all other tickets and entry to the free member screenings they put on about 6 times a year. It was one of these freebies, Moliere, that we went to on Sunday along with my friend Delphine. She's French, Moliere's French, I figured she'd like it. We all really enjoyed it and I can see why it's being compared to Shakespeare in Love.
We've managed to get to Bill's for breakfast as well. It really is such a fantastic place, so full of edible eyecandy and there are always the odd celebrities in for lunch. Not that I ever see them because I'm totally oblivious and usually mesmerized by my food.
What you're looking at there is a dish of portobello mushrooms, roasted and topped with crumbled Stilton and bacon served on lovely, scrummy toast. Grandmom had the same, sans toast of course.
I'm working tomorrow so Grandmom will be traveling solo but on Saturday we've booked tickets on a coach trip to Oxford! Neither one of us have been before and I'm almost positive that I will be the only person on the coach under 60. I have recently discovered coach tours, something which is probably not uniquely British but most definitely European and certainly un-American (unless you're over 60 and going to Atlantic City). They're great for cheap daytrips and even better you can take extended holidays that are all-inclusive of meals AND accomodation! Filled with the silver-haired I'm sure but who cares? We don't have a car and the trains are bloody expensive even with a discount card. I'm thinking 5 days in Cornwall for £149 per person isn't half bad. We'll see what Stephen thinks.
To come: Oxford, London (the British Museum and Whole Foods) and who knows what else...stay tuned!
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