Wokingham - 3 in 1

No, I'm not getting lazy (well, maybe just a bit), but here is a summary of three days in and around Wokingham. There are not a lot of photos, as the photographer forgot to take them.

On Thursday 29th, we had a leisurely breakfast and drove off to Wokingham, the town where the ladies spent much of their childhood. We didn't get lost once, which is nice, although we almost missed the entrance to the Hotel (Double Tree by Hilton - St Anne's Manor). We have stayed there twice before, but since our last visit, they have rearranged the road substantially. Luckily, we found it anyway. We were early, and our room wasn't ready, so we left two bags in the hotel and wandered around for a bit. We got to the room only to spot that the loo didn't flush. Luckily, the discovery wasn't terribly embarrassing. We got assigned another room with a working loo.

We had a posh dinner at the 'Foundry Bell' just down the road from the hotel. Nice beer too, ask Tricia.

The next day, we went into town, parking in the same car park we used six years ago, and went to the Brown Bag Cafe, which we had visited often six years earlier. To be downright dull, we ordered the same item from the menu - porridge with toppings. It was just as great as it was years before.

We then did some shopping and walked to the ladies' old primary school. We then drove off to see Tricia and Christine's friends Liz and Francis in Eversley. We had a traditional English barbecue, except that it didn't rain. We did a lot of catching up and drove back just before sunset. Great day.

Saturday, the 31st, arrived, and we drove into town for breakfast - see above. More shopping, where we did actually buy some stuff. We picked up some lunch at Greggs (if you have been to the UK, you'll know). We then took a chance to visit an old lady who had been a great friend of the ladies' mum. Christine had lost contact but knew the address - about 20 minutes away. We arrived expecting to find that she wasn't there anymore. But no, Jean answered the door and knew who she was talking to. So we chewed the fat over a cuppa. What a great lady - if I get to 93, I hope I am that good. We then drove back for dinner at Nando's, which serves some vegan selections, if a little spicy. Tomorrow is moving day again.Read more