Domestic Bliss

 We all woke up around 07:00. Ellie played on her tablet for a few minutes and waited for Nana to get going. I went down and started on breakfast. Zoe turned up so that she could walk to school with us. She wasn't due to start work until lunchtime.

I returned home for breakfast and then started to look at river cruises for 2025 and beyond. The first problem was that no 2026 cruises have been released yet. The second problem was how to compare the cruises given that the inclusive list has value, but varies from one carrier to another. I decided to forget the inclusions for now and just concentrate on the itineraries, the headline cost for similar accommodation, and dates.

Having tucked a few candidate trips away in the spreadsheet, I closed the laptop. It was time to do some domestic chores. Obviously, the laundry has been almost continuous since we got home. The consequence is a pile of ironing. Being a Renaissance man, I grabbed the surf ironing board and worked through the first pile.

I had an hour or so with my book before collecting Ellie and I took her to the park on the way home from school. She wasn't with us for too long before Pete arrived to collect her for the weekend.

Best Laid Plans

We had another glorious start to the day. Diane went to Zoe's to escort them on the school run and I stayed home ready for Ross, the heating engineer, to arrive. I used the time to refine the shopping list for today's exciting excursion to Sainsbury's.

Ross arrived soon after 09:00 and set straight to work. Today's focus was pipework in the garage (where the boiler is situated) and then into the utility room. We left him a key and the garage door remote controller before heading off to the shops. Sainsbury's seemed very quiet but it occurred to me that shopping there was either good training for a SAGA excursion, or a SAGA excursion was good training for Sainsbury's.

We arrived home to find Ross had gone. It was a good job that I had left him the keys. When he returned he explained that the builders had put a plastic pipe in the walls to feed to the garden tap. This could not be detected by his scanner. It could, however, be punctured by his drill - and was. The water was switched off and he had gone for a replacement joint. Oops.

We collected Ellie at 16:00, after the "Craft Club". She is staying with us overnight. As time wore on, it was clear that Ross would not finish today. Whilst this is no problem for us, he has the gas switched off, and we cook on gas. Ellie was getting hungry and wanted pasta with her burger. The burger could be cooked in the Air Fryer, but how was I going to cook pasta? It finally dawned on me that I could do it in the Instant Pot pressure cooker. I managed Ellie's dinner and, with a bit of lateral thinking, I managed to use the Air Fryer for the Manzo Piccante I had planned for our dinner. In fact, it worked quite well.

Back in the swing

 After our wonderful week away, and a very good night's sleep, we were back in the swing of things today. Ellie was dropped off for breakfast and to get ready for school. Normally, I would walk her to school with Diane (unless the weather is unpleasant, in which case I make sure Di stays at home). Today, Diane escorted her as I had to stay put for the arrival of the heating engineer.

Ross, the engineer turned up soon after 09:00 (so I could have been on the school run). He was very efficient and got straight down to things. He started draining the radiators and left them to trickle clear while he removed the old boiler. He then brought me the new control units so that I could complete the initial set-up. He, meanwhile, started on the installation of the new boiler. Holes were drilled, flues were widened, and piperuns were calculated.

While all of this was progressing, Diane drove across to collect Jasper from the Cattery (she had to wait until after 11:00 so that he could get changed after his Pilates session). I cracked on with the accounts, the shopping list, holiday feedback, and so forth. Ross continued to pop in and out to check things or discuss progress and plans.

During the afternoon I managed to get a short time with the Kindle before a chap came to measure up for a quote for pressure washing the paths and patios. 

Diane had collected Ellie and she stayed with us until Zoe finished work. By 17:15 they had gone and Ross had gone and silence prevailed once more.

Travelling

We had an early start. Our suitcases had to be left outside the cabin by 07:00 so we had to get washed and dressed so that the last items could be stowed. Because everyone was in the same boat (quite literally) we all turned up for breakfast at the same time. The scrum around the buffet table reminded me of the open warfare that you see at W.I. Jumble Sales or the Boxing Day sales. We sat and left them to it before approaching the buffet with grace and sophistication.

The coaches arrived, our suitcases were loaded onto the relevant coach, and then we were whisked off to the airport. The check-in was chaos. There were 4 desks open, but one closed almost immediately. We stood in a queue that snaked back and forth and moved at a pace that would suit a snail with a limp (all right, the metaphor doesn't quite work). It took us 90 minutes to get our boarding passes and headed for security. That was more efficient and we were soon walking to the departure hall and looking for Jane and Trevor (who were miles ahead of us due to the vagaries of luggage loading on the coach). The first order of the hour was a drink. We found a suitable bar and stayed there until we had to go to the gate.

Loading the plane was another Saga (did you see what I did there?) as all the wrinklies blocked the aisles and prevented people from boarding behind them. Once everyone was settled, we took off and had a good flight back to London. We were met by our Saga driver and escorted to the car where we settled down for a pleasant ride home.

Our bags are unpacked and the washing machine is hard at work. It has been a great holiday.

Budapest

There was no view from the cabin as I went to check the weather when I got up. Another slab-sided riverboat had docked right alongside us overnight. We had a busy day scheduled so we met for breakfast at 7:45.

The first excursion was a coach tour of the two cities, Buda and Pest. Not to put too fine a point on it, it wasn't a great success. Don't get me wrong, the cities are wonderful, but the coach zigged and zagged through the traffic and the guide tried to keep up a running commentary. Hundreds of buildings and landmarks were pointed out as we swept by. Photography was pointless through the coach windows and in many of the streets, you could only see the bottom parts of the buildings. It would have been nice to stop in Heroes Square, but no, we swept onwards. We finally stopped near the Basilica and all traipsed off the bus.

The Basilica was impressive (the 3rd largest church in Hungary) but we didn't have time to go inside. Instead, we trekked onwards listening to her monotone descriptions.

We eventually arrived at Liberty Square near the US Embassy. Then, the theory stated we had free time until we needed to return to the bus. In practice, because many of the group wanted a WC and the guide didn't know where the nearest was, the group stood, legs crossed, arguing for 25 minutes before heading back through the square towards the Basilica and coach. It was a torturous walk and I was getting worried when the third snail overtook us and shook his Zimmer frame at us.

The coach took us back to the boat and we grabbed a beer while seriously debating whether we should bother with the afternoon's excursion. Eventually, we decided to go. What a great decision that turned out to be. Our new guide, Christina, was the best guide we have had across the week. She kept an eye on the group and kept us together. She gave a brilliant commentary as we wandered the Castle Hill of Buda and was able to answer every question that was thrown at her.

We started by climbing the steps to the old palace. This is now a library and various administrative buildings. It is undergoing extensive renovations and it is already clear to see what a significant improvement is emerging from the workmen's effort.

The views from the terrace, overlooking the Danube and Pest, were quite stunning.

From the Palace, we walked past the President's and the Prime Minister's residence and then onwards to St Matthias Church and the Fishermen's Bastion. The church is stunning. 

It looks almost as if it has been iced by a master baker, and then someone has laid jewels scales across the complex roofline. We stood and gawped at the building before being left to our own devices for an hour. 

We had been keeping an eye on an elderly lady called Liz. She had struggled a bit with the stairs (well, there were a lot of them) so we took her to a cafe for a drink. She was an absolute scream and we had a great time. We had a little shopping to do before meeting up with the rest of the group and returning down a different load of steps, to the coach and ultimately the boat.

With an early start tomorrow, we did the bulk of our packing. At the start of the cruise, we had booked a table in the speciality "Delta" Restaurant. The four of us met on the top deck and then made our way astern. The restaurant is quite small so you are only entitled to use it once during the cruise. The starters and desserts come from the main restaurant, but the entrees are cooked on-site. We all chose the Aberdeen Angus beef which was superb, though Di and Jane weren't impressed by the vegetables or the dessert.

We lingered over the meal but eventually retired to our cabins to finish packing (though Trevor and Jane went out for a short walk, first).

Esztergom and Budapest

We sailed through the night, finally docking at Esztergom around 05:00. I know, because I had been awake since 02:15, and been unable to drop back to sleep. Though excursions were available, we decided to have a quiet day and do our own thing.

Our own thing started with a leisurely breakfast after which we slathered ourselves in sunblock and gathered our things for some exploration.

Esztergom is the former capital of Hungary and is dominated by Castle Hill and the Basilica. Archaeological excavations have shown settlements on the hill dating back 20000 years to the end of the last Ice Age. The first named settlers, however, were the Celts, who settled in the area about 350 BC.  The Magyars came to the region in about 900 AD and Vajik, who became known as St Stephen, was born in the palace on Castle Hill. 

The impressive Basilica that now dominates the hill, is the largest church in Hungary and is dedicated to St Stephen. 

Our boat was docked in the river beneath the walls of the Basilica so we wandered into town and found our way to the "Cat Stairs". This is a series of 200 or more steps that wind up the side of the hill along a 16th alleyway. 

It is a steep climb but affords some fabulous views. This photo is looking up the Danube towards Bratislava and, in the foreground, shows our boat.

When we arrived at the Basilica, Mass had just started so tourists were not allowed in. We wandered around the outside and chuckled as a young priest, wearing his cassock, sped past on an electric scooter.

Passing the finishing line for a cycle race (we did not participate) we walked back down through the streets and found a small riverside cafe where we could stop for a coffee. Suitably refreshed, we walked along the riverbank and crossed a bridge before walking along the opposite bank back to the boat.

Trevor and Jane decided to go back up to the Basilica, as Mass should be over. We left them to it, grabbed a cold drink and retired to our room. Di had an email that she wanted to send and I needed to start the blog for today.

At about 14:00 we slipped our moorings and headed out into the river where we did a graceful about-turn and then headed off towards Budapest, our next stop. During the gentle cruise, there was an opportunity to hear an hour's presentation about Budapest. We arrived a little late and had to listen from the very back of the lounge which meant that we couldn't see the screens but had to make do with the commentary.

As we approached Budapest, I went up on deck where the lady who had provided the presentation was pointing out all of the points of interest. It really is a most picturesque city. (This photo shows the parliament building).

After we had docked we attended the farewell reception (held a day early so passengers can focus on packing tomorrow evening). We were introduced to all the members of the crew with the exception of the galley staff, who were busy preparing dinner.

I nipped away from the reception as it was coming to an end so that I could secure a larger table for dinner where this intrepid foursome was joined by Carol and Ian. Dinner was excellent, as usual, and when the dessert course was served we finally had a chance to thank all of the galley staff.

The sun had set and the lights of the city sparkled across the water. DI and I went up on deck to enjoy the sight. Jane and Trevor left the boat and went for a walk.

We returned to the lounge and sat chatting with Carol and Ian about blogging, DNA tests, and genealogy. Jane and Trevor returned from their walk and explained how one of the bridges was closed to traffic and became a place for youngsters and families to gather and party. It sounded like a very civilised idea.

It had been a lovely day, but it was time for bed. Di and I left them to it and headed for our cabin.

Bratislava

We woke to find another river cruiser docked right against us which came as a bit of a shock. At first, I thought we were docked against a wall, but soon realised it wasn't a wall I was looking at, it was a cabin in the next boat. I'm glad I was fully dressed when I opened the curtains (and I bet they were too). Once we could see some sky, it was clear that we had a lovely sunny morning, but a trip to the top deck revealed that it was a bit deceptive as it was a little chilly and there was a fierce wind.

We met up with Jane and Trevor for breakfast and then pottered off to get ready for this morning's excursion. We left the boat and boarded a "land train" (this was like the little trains that ply back and forth along the esplanade at Bognor Regis. As we set off for an initial tour around the city we became aware that these land trains are not designed for cobbled streets or streets with tramlines. It made a brave attempt to shake the fillings loose from our teeth.

After about 10 minutes we arrived at the castle overlooking the city. The castle commands an impressive site overlooking the current city but artefacts have been found dating from the Neolithic period some 5,000 years ago. 

I was surprised to learn that in the late Iron Age, Celts established an important fortified settlement, known as an oppidum, on the castle hill which is where Bratislava Castle stands today. This era is significant because it marked the first time Bratislava functioned as a true town. The Celtic influence seems to have declined at the end of the 1st century and Roman influence grew and Germanic tribes moved into the area. 

The castle has been through a number of renovations and is now a major tourist attraction. The guide pointed out that 3kms to the west was Austria and 7kms to the east was Hungary.

We hopped back on the land train and deposited near the gate to the old town. Our guide then took us on a walking tour through the charming little streets and squares, pointing out locations of interest and providing a historical context. It was a bit like walking through a film set... other than the fact it was teeming with people and tours.

When our tour was finished, we met up with Trevor and Jane and stopped off to get a gelato before retracing through some of the more charming parts of the old town.

We left Jane and Trevor to explore further while we returned to the boat for a sandwich and cold drink with the idea of having a quiet afternoon with our books.

After a cold drink we headed up on deck and settled down in the sun for several hours. Across the river, an outdoor concert was just kicking off so we had background music and the delicious smell of street food wafting across.

We left Bratislava and sailed down river towards Esztergrom - our destination for tomorrow.

Over dinner and found ourselves chatting with a couple from Letchworth; he, bizarrely, was a Wolves supporter. It just goes to show that you can never be too careful. 

Before settling in for the evening's entertainment, I took a walk on deck and watched as the day faded to night. I returned to the lounge in time to see our approach to a huge lock. One boat was already in the lock but there was room for us to pull alongside. The gates closed and we started to descend. I would estimate that the drop in level was about 20 metres. It was most impressive.

We went back to our cabin at about 22:30 and had an early night.

Krems and beyond

The boat remained docked in Krems overnight. Today we had an early start so my alarm was set for 06:00. We met up with Jane and Trevor for breakfast and then went to join our respective coaches. (They have split us up so we don't cause too much trouble!) 

The coach left the marina and took us over the Danube and up to Göttweig Abbey which dominates the countryside from its hilltop location. It is a UNESCO World Heritage site. It was founded in 1083 but rebuilt in the Baroque style in the 18th Century after the original buildings were destroyed by fire. We switched on our QuietVox boxes and the tour began. Like yesterday, we were taken to the Imperial Wing to view the various rooms. It was interesting but not as impressive as Melk.

Again, this is a working monastery with some 30 monks and 3 novices. We didn't get to see the parts of the monastery used by the monks (understandably). Like yesterday, we finished the tour at the church which was, again, Baroque in style. This was more gaudy than Melk and somehow lacked atmosphere. Having said that, there was a chapel in the crypt that was quite lovely. 

We finished the visit with a wander around the upper gardens and then made our way down for a coffee before rejoining the coach.

After the Abbey, the coach dropped us in the heart of Krems for a guided tour of the old town. QuietVox again provided direct commentary from our guide as we wove through the streets. 

Krems and its twin district of Stein were really quite charming. It is one of the oldest settlements in the Wachau Valley and artefacts dating back 32,000 years have been found nearby. (Venus of Galgenberg). 

The town is a maze of cobbled streets and alleys. Our tour lasted about 30 minutes and then we were left to our own devices for a wander through the streets. We stopped in one store so I could buy an adapter to charge my MacBook (the only adapter I had forgotten to bring).

We got back to the boat in time for a spot of lunch and the sail away. The boat left Krems and started on the 170km journey east to Bratislava.  It was particularly interesting as we went through the first lock. (We had traversed it during the first night afloat, but hadn't seen it for obvious reasons). It looked as if we descended about 10 metres as the lock equalised the level with the next stretch of water.

By mid evening we had arrived in Bratislava and docked. We met up for dinner and then settled in the lounge for the evening's music quiz. It was nearly midnight when we finally stopped talking and went to bed.

Melking it

The sun peeked through the curtains this morning, urging us out of bed for a day of exploration along the Danube River. 

Our boat glided gently through the picturesque Wachau Valley, the mist clinging to the vineyards that terraced the rolling hills. After a hearty breakfast, we joined our fellow travellers for a fascinating excursion to Melk Abbey. (Jane was unwell and wasn't able to join us, today).

Founded in 1089 by Benedictine monks, Melk Abbey is a crowning jewel of Baroque architecture, having been extensively rebuilt in the early 1700s.

Our group was divided in two, each led on a captivating tour through the abbey's opulent Imperial Wing, now a museum showcasing its rich history. 

The Imperial Wing was where royalty would stay, when in Melk. It boasts a corridor over 600 feet long with guest room all along it. When the Empress Marie Therese would visit, her entourage would comprise over 200 people - hence the extensive accommodation.

The highlight for many was undoubtedly the library. Here, over 100,000 books and manuscripts whispered tales of the past, some dating back to the 13th century. This is the second library for the abbey as the first burnt down in 1297. (There was a second fire more recently, in 1974. This fire caused significant damage to the interior and artworks of the library, necessitating a lengthy restoration project, which is still underway).

Our guide, Sylvia, expertly navigated us through the halls, her knowledge and engaging delivery bringing the abbey's history to life. Though the abbey peaked at about 100 monks, and at the time of the reformation dropped to 2, it is now home to 22 monks and a public school for some 850 students.

(Note that photography was not permitted inside the building, so this picture of the library was taken from a postcard0.

Following the tour, we found ourselves in the awe-inspiring abbey church. This architectural masterpiece embodied the grandeur of the Ecclesiastical Baroque style, leaving us speechless (and, unfortunately, witnessing a few flashes despite the "No Photography" signs. Again, my picture is taken from a postcard). 

A refreshing Weissbier on the terrace with its breathtaking views provided a welcome respite. We then enjoyed a brisk stroll through the beautiful gardens before reluctantly rejoining the bus.

Melk Abbey was stunning. I would recommend it to anyone touring in this part of Austria.

Back on board, a light lunch fueled us for the return journey through the Wachau Valley. As we retraced our route, the sun beat down on the deck, occasionally punctuated by refreshing gusts of wind. Despite the contrasting elements, the afternoon unfolded beautifully.

The charming villages dotting the Danube's banks were a photographer's dream, and I couldn't resist capturing countless photos of the passing countryside. Jane came up on deck for the last 30 minutes, feeling a bit better, at last.

We docked at Krems at about 17:00. There is an excursion this evening but we have chosen not to participate. We met up with Jane and Trevor and were joined by Carol and Ian for dinner before retiring to the lounge for an hour or so to talk while listening to a traditional Oompah Band.

Oh Vienna

I was awake early, very early. I forced myself to stay in bed rather than risk waking Di. We met up with Jane and Trevor in the Panorama Restaurant for breakfast and made sure we ate well so that we wouldn’t need to stop for lunch. After breakfast, we joined the rest of the passengers for an introductory briefing in the lounge. This was (surprisingly) quite interesting. One impressive gizmo that we all have in our cabins is the QuietVox device. This allows you to read an interactive map by zapping icons on the map; provides a commentary as the ship sails along the river by linking to the GPS to inform you what can be seen at that point; and it provides a link to your guides as they escort you around the various destinations.

We had the rest of the morning to ourselves so the four of us headed across to the Jubilee Church of Assisi. It is the church we can see from the boat so it only took about 5 minutes to get there. It was stunning with buttresses, towers, and domes all seemingly intersecting and creating fascinating rooflines. We made our way around the building and then entered through a side door. It was a large church with a simple but inspiring interior. We spent quite a long time wandering around before we managed to drag ourselves away.

From the church, we crossed the Danube to the island. This island is a green space with walkways and cycle tracks, picnic areas and playgrounds. It stretches for 21km and is used extensively by the Viennese. 

After a walk, we returned across the bridge and settled down on the top deck of our boat. We grabbed a sandwich at lunchtime and then joined up with our respective groups for our tour of Vienna.

The first part of the tour was by bus. We wound our way through the city with a guide pointing out all of the places of note. When we arrived at the historic heart of the city, we left the buses and were split into smaller groups for a walking tour with a guide who spoke to us through the QuietVox. This worked really well and seemed to manage quite a range. We headed up towards St Stephen’s Cathedral with all of the sites of note pointed out on the way. Somewhere along the route, I managed to drop my sweater and though I went back to look for it, it had gone. Doh!

Vienna is beautiful. There is no doubt about it. It is also immensely photogenic.

We made our way back to the pickup point independently of the group. Diane wanted to stop at the Gelateria which was reputedly the best in the city. This posed a problem. The menu was all in German and with the exception of vanilla and banana, everything else was hidden behind German words which I didn’t recognise. This isn’t good enough. They seem to have their own words for most things, you’d think they didn’t speak English!

Back on the boat, we had a quick drink in our room while getting ready for the evening reception. The reception was very similar to the introductory meeting we had last night. The Cruise Director introduced the Captain and he introduced the heads of department, then we had a briefing on tomorrow's excursions. We sat with Jane and Trevor and a couple, Carol and Ian, we had met at the airport. They seem to be positive, funny, charming folk and have just slotted into our group.

After dinner (Caesar Salad then Salmon, if you must know) we wrapped up and headed to the top deck to watch as the boat threw the shackles of Quay Number 4, and manoeuvred out into the Danube. We watched as the lights of Vienna slipped by and we slipped under its bridges to make our overnight escape towards Melk.

Grand Tour

 Like the gentry of old, we have embarked on our Grand Tour. We had an early start so that we could be ready for the driver to collect us. The doorbell rang and as I opened it, I did a double-take. I looked at the driver and he looked at me. "Are you...?" we both spluttered. The driver turned out to be Steve, who is married to Gillian, Pete's sister. We loaded the carriage and set off for Heathrow, chatting about our families the whole way. It was a convoluted route chosen by the SatNav, but the drivers are not permitted to deviate from the route selected by the magic box.

We arrived soon after 10:00 and whistled through the check-in and security procedures before making our way to one of the lounges to await our flight. We suffered the usual inconvenience of being bussed to the aircraft and then settled down in our seats for the flight to Vienna. We hit some serious potholes as the plane climbed out of Heathrow, but most of the journey was fine (though the seats were dreadfully uncomfortable). At Vienna, we were met by the SAGA rep and taken to our transfer coach... where we waited and waited while two stragglers were eventually herded onto the coach and we set off through the rush hour traffic. We were dropped by the gangplank of our our home for the next week, boarded, and were shown to our cabin.

We are sailing on The Spirit of the Danube, which is only 2 years old. It is quite delightful and very long! It has 95 cabins and a crew of 48. We dropped our stuff in the cabin and headed back to the bar to settle down with a cold beer with Jane and Trevor. We sat and chatted until it was time to go for dinner.

Dinner was excellent with a coconut prawn cake to start and a wonderful pork tenderloin for the main dish. We followed this with a Rum Baba. The wine waiter kept our glasses topped up throughout the meal. 

Finishing dinner, it seemed like time for a walk. We met up by reception and disembarked to walk along the dock passing all of the river cruise boats lined up for the night or awaiting their passengers. 

We turned back and headed towards our boat. The Cathedral was floodlit and shimmered across the road from the dock.

FInally, we returned to the boat and explored the top deck before retiring for the night.

It has been a good first day, though the travel consumed most of it.

Great News

 Ellie must have been tired. We were both up and about before she emerged - though she was in a great mood when she did. After breakfast and her ablutions, she sat down to practise her times tables. We dropped her at school and then Diane returned to perform and report her INR test and I settled down for some admin.

The phone rang. It was Kim. She had finished her interview with Portsmouth University regarding a place on a course in the next academic year. After about 20 minutes they decided to call the process to a halt and offered her the place then and there. This was great news and we are absolutely delighted for her.

I switched my focus to packing. All the relevant clothes were laid out on the bed, reassessed and in some cases rejected, then folded and stowed in my suitcase. Diane went through a similar process this afternoon. We are just about set. Our driver has phoned to confirm our pickup time in the morning. It's getting exciting.

I collected Ellie from school and she stayed with us until Zoe came for her. Zoe also had good news today. The stock take for the store, performed yesterday, came well within target.

Afternoon tea

 The rain beat down against the front of the house all night. It had stopped by the time I went downstairs, but it remained very wet for a few hours. We had a few quiet hours during the morning as I started to gather plugs, adapters, and chargers that might be needed when we are away. At midday, Diane headed off to Chichester to collect Kim. They were meeting with Denise, Emma, and Becky for "Afternoon Tea" at Goodwood House.

I grabbed my AirPods and jacket and headed off for a walk. I stayed in the general neighbourhood but explored some streets I hadn't previously been down. I was out for about 90 minutes and realised that I had been so engrossed in my book that I couldn't remember the route I took to get home.

I spent the afternoon with a Kindle book and then prepared a chicken casserole for dinner. This was big enough to cover this evening's and tomorrow's dinner. Ellie is with us overnight as Zoe has a stock take tonight.

Tomorrow I must focus on packing.

Spa Break

I was awake early, much earlier than was necessary. Rather than disturb Diane, I snuck downstairs, made a coffee, and started on the day's news. It was another hour before I heard Diane moving about. Once we had settled into our morning routine, I headed to my study for the weekly Zoom call with the cousins. We had Dominic on the call today. He is currently stationed on an Australian Fleet Auxiliary vessel in Sydney Habour.

Once the call was over, we had some preparation for Jasper's Sap Break. We got everything ready and grabbed him. He was deposited in the carrier and we drove him to the cattery. He wasn't as vociferous as usual but still had plenty to say as we made our way to Sidlesham. Mark, as usual, greeted him (and us) with open arms. Jasper was settled in no time and we headed home. 

We've had a quiet afternoon with Diane pottering in the garden for a while and I finished off a couple more books (that's 50 completed this year - with 2 more on the go).

We have a quiet evening planned.