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Eventually, we ended up at some restaurant in North London which Miles had located on the Internet. I gather the qualities he was looking for included deafeningly loud music, surly waitresses and the absence of anything remotely edible on the menu. |
| By this stage, Miles and Muriel were so jet-lagged that we had to prod them constantly in order to keep them awake. Still, they approached the whole affair with a good nature and even smiled benignly when John stood on the bar to sing Happy Birthday. |  |
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The climax of the evening was waking Miles long enough for him to blow out his birthday candle. Soon after leaving the restaurant we were able to persuade them that they had to change trains - last we saw of them they were just about to board the overnight sleeper to Inverness. |
In fact, we had a marvellous visit and we were only sorry that their whistle stop tour was a little bit too much whistle and not enough stop. Next time, plan to come for a proper visit. We can arrange to be away!
Thank goodness that's over. I think the Fabulous Photo Archive needs a visit
On second thoughts don't be so stupid. Get me back to Greg's Temporary Home Page