On Sept 22 we embarked on our first “retirement” trip to London to attend Patrick’s 40th Med School reunion. The first stop was of course, Paddington Station. There is a little concession there that sells the very best croissants, stuffed with ham and cheese and it just makes your mouth water in anticipation of sinking your teeth into one. Ummmmm, that’s always my first order of business when we get here.
Of course Patrick thinks I’m completely crazy to want to go all the way to Paddington just for a pastry. But in his jet-lagged fog he followed along to pooped to argue.
The next priority is to get Patrick to a Pub somewhere to have a “proper pint”. Something he craves to do even more that I crave that pastry from Paddington. So we made a date with his dear friend Ant and made our way to the “King’s Head”.
Okay, so now he’s a happy boy!
Next order of business was to have a family birthday dinner for my dear sister-in-law Angie. And of course everyone behaved quite properly in public.
Well… nearly. After a wonderful dinner, wine and drinks it was time to make our way back home to Cross St with Olly leading the way.
The next day we went to wonder around Camden Lock, one of London’s more interesting shopping spots.
I found a new hat, but it didn’t quite fit the shape of my head, so I didn’t get it.
Next day.... Off to Amsterdam
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