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Thank you, Julian for looking after me during my stay with you and for taking me by a lovely pretty route to catch my plane at the Nimes Airport. I loved driving through Beaucaire with its inland port. We took off on time and many people helped an old man with a stick with his hand baggage. You later told me that you watched me climb the steps on to the plane. I got a front seat and spent a couple of hours in the air over France, but pleased to see the Seven Sisters cliffs at Brighton. We landed on time and Mr Cannon was there to meet me with his big board for Mr MERROW SMITH. he soon recognised me and we were on our way back to K/s in his lovely taxi. It was a long walk from the plane to the Arrivals Terminal. I should have done what I was told and left by the rear exit from the plane as there was an Amitie bus for oldies like me. I will know next time.
We got back to K/S in good time and John Cannon was very helpful to me. Piles of mail, which I have not yet looked at but I decided to forgoe that pleasure as I was thirsty for a pint of IPA and a Cumberland pie from the freezer. After that I walked down to collect my car from Cannings Garage as he was putting on my new tyre. I plucked up courage as I had not driven for three weeks and drove into Banbury to get some essentials from our newly improved Sainsburys, and spent some time admiring the new layout. Trouble is when I arrived at the checkout I found that changing from my Jeans to my shorts, I had not changed the things out of the pockets and consequently had no means of paying the £29.45 for my shopping. I had to leave the trolley with my purchases in and go back to K/S for my cards, but it is all part of being old. I watched some of the football but could not watch Andy Murray lose his tennis match. I was tired after my exertions of the day and by 10pm I was away in the stars.
Got up at 0600 and had a shower then I propose to wash me smalls and clear up the mess I had left my house in when I left for France, as Ruth is coming over tomorrow to return Steve's car and I will return her to her digs in Garsington as the Cast and Orchestra are having a celebratory party thing. End of story as the sun is shining and I must get on. Love to al from Dad, Grandad and friend. Hugh XXX