Today was a very special occasion, as we had been invited to lunch by Rog and Mrs Rine. First, I had to go and be a governor, and a stern one at that, and then we drove over to Norwich to pick up my clarinet. It cost nearly £40 to replace the key on my clarinet, which was mostly for the work involved – I don’t begrudge it, it’s skilled work and must have taken quite some time – and then headed off – entirely fortuitously, because I’d had to wait behind another customer, who was hiring an oboe for a grandchild, the timing worked out just right. Rog and Paff live conveniently next to the village church, so their house is easy to find and we were fashionably prompt. The weather was gorgeous, we sat drinking prosecco in the garden before going in for lunch, which was delicious, and then sat out in the garden again. I’m sure we stayed longer than is remotely polite for a lunch date, but we were having such a good time. Rog and LT had met at one blog party, but that was four years ago, so some catching up was in order.
Many thanks to you, Paff and Rog, for your warm hospitality.