Seventy-five

Barb’s birthday! Ed & I were awakened by chestnuts (conkers) falling on the roof of the flat. Surprisingly loud. Dad was awakened by pigeons. We took quick walks, had breakfast and then Linda, Ed and I bused down to the Ashmolean Museum. It is free, and we took a free “highlights” tour to get an overview of the museum. The guide was very good. We saw Pocahontas’ father’s mantle of deer hides and shells, a Stradivarius, a jewel commissioned by Kind Alfred, among many other things. Could make a number of visits just to this one museum. We walked back on paths through Parks & Fields, crossing the Cherwell where there was a lone punt.

Tiffany roasted a lamb shoulder Persian-style, and with delicious couscous and salad it made quite the meal. Gregory and his wife Becky were there with their daughters Izzy and Scarlett, beautiful girls. After dinner and cake, we went out in the Jenkins’ back garden with the kids played with some neighbor kids. Greg built a fire pit fire, and cocktails were drunk and cigars were smoked. A great time was had by all, especially the kids.

Dad and Barbara looked through picture’s on Dad’s laptop. So cool seeing Greg as a father. His family is lovely.