Tuna
Tuesday 25 June 2019
Today was a driving day, Cardiff to London. It started with rain, so we got wet packing the car. The M4 crosses the River Severn about half an hour out of Cardiff on the Prince of Wales Bridge. Big bridge and rather cool. (I’ve just read that the bridge used to be called the Second Severn Crossing and was a toll road. It recently became toll free and its name was changed to the Prince of Wales Bridge in recognition of the man turning 70 and being prince for 50 years.)
We drove in rain for a couple of hours and then tried to get some lunch in Reading. We read online that there was tapestry worth having a look at in Reading and it was coincided with lunchtime. However, as we came off the M4 the traffic stopped. After 15 mins (and 500m) we worked out that roadworks on the main road in had caused the stoppage. We chose to abandon the visit to Reading and had a chicken burger in Burger King. Honestly it was the best of all the choices.
Into London, one false turn (my fault) and we dropped off the car. Now we just had to find a cab to get us to Johnny and Bridget’s. Luckily one was coming down the road and it stopped. It was pink, not sure why, but it was completely pink. Anyway, it got us to where we needed to go.
Dumped our stuff (quite messily) in our beautifully newly painted room and made the place look shabby. It was decided it would be a good idea to wander down the road for a refreshing pint. So, off The Albatross, Johnny and I toddled and found that the pint was refreshing and delicious. There ensured a pub crawl around the neighbourhood to a few (five) of the favourite local pubs. Eventually it was time to stagger home, dinner had to be cooked and the hardworking Bridget was due to arrive. We may have drunk a few more bottles of wine and some whisky and gone to bed at midnight.
