We had greatly regretted not having arranged to meet Andy a day earlier, but in fact we used the whole day very profitably, both working + resting. Val did much mending, + we also washed clothes, bodies, etc, + baked – 2 quiches for tomorrow, + a jam tart for today. Which took us very nicely thro’ the day – so nice not to have to do something. In the evening we went into town to see a production of “Bullshot Crummond”. We were early, so passed an hour in Chez Eelco, the classy café in town. They provided a most wonderful cup of hot chocolate complete with a mountain of whipped cream. And so to the play. Culture – or not, in this case. The play was interesting, tho’ not much more than an extended revue sketch, but the performance was really very amateurish. A bit of a groan affair, in fact, its guilt multiplied by the fact that we had to walk home afterwards. You can’t win them all.
It would appear that we were appreciative of a lazy day – a few chores, a taste treat, and some culture, even if of the most limited kind. On the other hand, I think we were keen to push on, with a limited time and plenty still to see.