We had a relatively quiet and uneventful weekend so I am not sure on this July Monday morning that I have much to write about; but I am up early so I’ll give it a go, just don’t expect much. As planned, we had a very busy day on Friday, we went as fast as we could but still didn’t manage to do through all of the jobs on the to-do-list. After finishing at the flat we just had enough time to go to DW for a Jacuzzi and a shower before making our way to NG for Phil’s zapping. Amazingly, the Luke Radiotherapy Unit was empty. Literally, there was not a soul sitting in the waiting room. This was good news because it meant that Phil was seen to straight away and we were also a little worried about the traffic with it being schools out for summer. There was no need to worry, traffic was fine and we were back home in record time.
I’d invited Sue round and the plan was to walk to The Giffard for something to eat. But it was lashing it down so Harriet kindly offered to drive. The pub was packed, we normally go at lunchtime or late afternoon and it’s been quite a while since we’ve been in the evening. I have to say I like it better in the daytime. Harriet came with us for a meal, which made a nice change; I don’t think she was comfortable being out with us ‘rents’ but it’s the end of the month and she’s broke. We had some pub grub and a couple of drinks and then it was back home. I don’t think Harriet was spotted out by any of her friends so she was relieved.
Phil was up most of Thursday night so when we got home, he more or less went straight to bed to read and Harriet, Sue & I had a girls-party-night in. Which was fun but too much wine and bed at midnight meant a very thick-headed muzzy Claire on Saturday morning. Oh well, you only live once and it was nice to get out for a change. There is only so much of watching ‘Homes Under the Hammer’ that a girl can take. Phil went to the flat to work at 7.30am, he was bright eyed and bushy tailed because he hadn’t over-indulged but it was nearer to 9am by the time I got to Caldecotte. We’re at the stage of doing finishing off jobs at the CF; these aren’t strenuous but they do take time. We worked for a few hours and after getting showered at the health club, we went to what used to be the Old Beacon in Bletchley for lunch. It is called the ‘Inn on the Lake’.
Both Phil & I used to go to the Beacon years ago but of course now it’s all changed. The new owners said that they moved into the pub in January and have only been open for 2 months. The menu was good, lots of fish choices and an unusual choice of pies but it wasn’t cheap. I am guessing the new owners are trying to pitch themselves at better than your average inn. Our food was good but not outstanding but I liked the décor of the pub, the service was friendly and efficient and nice views of the lake. The exterior of the pub isn’t very pretty and being stuck on an industrial estate didn’t do it for me, but I’m glad we tried it.
Saturday afternoon was lazy and quiet with Phil watching the German Grand Prix qualifying. I feel asleep on the sofa and we were both not late to bed. Unfortunately poor Phil didn’t have a very good night and was up and down to the loo at all hours. He was really suffering but we were still at the flat by half eight. There wasn’t much I could do so I scooted off the gym and left him to get on with it. Poor boy managed a couple of hours and then came home and went back to bed. Phil had planned on treating me to lunch at the French Partridge in Horton but I'd checked on TripAdvisor and it has received some negative reviews so we decided not to go. There didn't seem much point with Phil not feeling well so I decided to cook roast lamb and chicken with all the trimmings. Harriet was out but came back for lunch and thankfully Phil was feeling a little better so he came down to eat. The rest of the afternoon was lazy, Grand Prix, Sunday papers and quite relaxing all bar a house viewing at 2.30pm which rather interrupted our slobbing. They only viewed for 5 minutes so I don’t think we have a sale.
It was nice to see some sun yesterday and I got out the sun chairs and Harriet & I sat out for a while. Not for long though, as she got a phone call inviting her to a BBQ and I went in because Phil wanted me to watch a film with him. Again it was early to bed and I am pleased that Phil had a good night and is feeling much better this morning, which is a big relief. Today we are having a day off from the flat and are driving down to Melton Mowbray to spend some time with Phil’s mum and dad.
It’s been a while since we’ve seen them and I’ve also arranged a local estate agent to come round and give them a house valuation. They want the valuation to know how much they would have to spend in MK but they don’t want to put their house on the market until they find something suitable to buy. A slightly back-to-front way but we must respect their wishes. I don’t know if they will ever relocate to Milton Keynes, at the end of the day, it has to be their decision and it’s a big one. We just want to do right by them.
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