Not A Womble In Sight!

The fox who longed for grapes, beholds with pain

The tempting clusters were too high to gain;

Grieved in his heart he forced a careless smile,

And cried,‘They’re sharp and hardly worth my while!’

On Saturday we zipped up to London in order to meet up with Steph and, more importantly, to meet Mark’s parents, Martin and Elaine, for the first time. We had a great time – they are lovely people [not surprisingly, after all, Mark is such a great guy] It was super to be able to meet them before The Wedding in June.

We travelled to Wimbledon Common [home of the Wombles] and had lunch in a pub called “The Fox and grapes”. Lots of atmosphere, and phenomenal light fittings! We talked about the Pub’s name and Aesop’s fable. And of course we walked about weddings and families and did that dreadful parent thing of recounting childhood incidents!

The food was excellent – two of us had Ras-El-Hanout Chicken, two had the Moule Et Frites, and others had Shepherd’s Pie and Fish&Chips [I never photographed those two plates]

We really had a pleasant time chatting together – but all too soon Bob and I had to leave and get back on to the motorway. The exceedingly cheerful waiter obliged us by taking pictures of this Family Meal

I do hope we can share meals again in future!