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Nina's Blog - Friday 31st May 2024

Friday 31st May 2024, 07:48

Sitting in the living room of my cottage in my undies listening to The Girls and Men of Canterbury Cathedral Choir singing Thomas Tallis, William Byrd, etc, trying to summon the enthusiasm to pack and leave. Visiting my sister so It'll probably be the last time I have a comfortable place to sit for the next two weeks. Certainly won't be doing it in my undies while I'm there.

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Today I think I'll wear the same outfit as I did on Saturday: white dress and red heels, and the hat that Billie Jean called "a good looking Ladies type of hat."

But where to go for the day? Despite being less than fifteen minutes drive from my sister's place I can't arrive before 20:30 because they have told me they need that time to tidy up. The reason for going there is that I was supposed to be dog sitting this weekend and it was arranged months ago so they have had plenty of time to make the place liveable.

No dog sitting though because one of the dogs is sick, probably terminally, with cancer so my sister is staying home while her husband and son go away for the weekend.
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ninalanyon · 61-69, T
Friday 31st May 2024, 18:40

I've had plenty of time when I left the Brewers Arms so I drove in the opposite direction from my sister's place and found a lay-by where I napped for an hour and a half. Then I drove to Stow on the Wold. Much less busy at this time of day than it was yesterday when @oldundieslover and I tried to park here at lunchtime.

Having a sort of individual quiche in the King's Arms, Stow with a pint of Tribute.

A guy on his way out of the pub just asked me if I was from London. I asked him to repeat the question because I couldn't think why anyone should ask such a thing. Very odd, when I said no he muttered something about me being the spitting image of someone and left.