Dinner with some neighbours, who announce that they have just buried the ashes of their respective mothers in a cemetery in Ashord. The urns containing the ashes had remained on top of a wardrobe "gathering dust" for 10 and 12 years and they thought that it was time to say goodbye.
In the sun, a pint of Harvey's and a scotch egg at The Black Pig. The egg is garnished with deep fried shredded onion. While we are eating, the pretty young waitress inquires: "How are you going, guys? Can we get you guys anything else?" Before we leave, she urges: "Have a nice day, guys". This form of address to men and woman alike, has apparently migrated from the USA. Our waitress has no hint of an American accent.