We then rewarded ourselves with a walk down to the Cutty Sark and the Gypsy Moth pub.
Although the afternoon was a little overcast, we agreed to a BBQ. A call to Richard, had him keen, so off we went to get the necessary equipment.
Bags in hand it started to pour so our walk home was punctuated with a stop at the Mitre pub, just to let the rain pass. It sits next to St Alfege's church which is where Henry VIII was baptized, as well as his daughter Elizabeth!
St Alfege
Got home and put a leg of lamb and a spatchcock chicken into Webber. Richard arrived and as the rains had cleared to a lovely evening we sat outside and feasted. Roast potatoes, and fresh green salad complimented.
It was a school night for everyone but me so it was not late when we all called it quits.
My job now to clean up a bit, and then I will consider my day.
Mmmmm I am noticing a common denominator here Ian - socialising, drinking and eating all interrupted by seeing lots of really old stuff. Makes winter in Australia all seem slightly boring in comparison really (although unlike yourself in Old Blighty at least we can escape the cricket by turning off the tele if it gets too painful !!)
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