Lots of last minute preparations after breakfast, including a trip to the Post Office and Tesco's for last minute purchases, then bag packing. I cooked pasta to go with the laver bread and prawns for lunch, a really delicious combination. Then we set off for Kenilworth, calling in at Martin's in Newport for a very brief visit. That was when I realised I'd left home without a top coat, worse still, I'd forgotten to load the special wines for Christmas into the car.
As we were about to leave a neighbour intercepted us and chatted for a while, which made us late and distracted me from the usual double check before leaving. We had to double back to Cardiff, which lost us an hour, but the journey was remarkably smooth despite the rain and we checked into the Peacock Hotel by five thirty, and were with Kath, Anto and Rhiannon by six. Kath cooked us a delicious dish of frijoles rojos con chilli y arroz.
Rhiannon was all dressed up and in party mode, and left us when we'd eaten after telling us hilarious tales about her pre-Christmas job as one of Santa's elves in Solihull shopping centre. It's lovely to see her flourishing and confident. In February, before her 19th birthday she's going to a two week film acting course in Los Angeles, which she's saved up for herself. An amazing thing to do in her gap year from theatre studies at Stratford FE College.
The four of us spent a very pleasant evening catching up on the events of recent months and drinking wine. We left the car near the house and walked back to the hotel through deserted streets. Not much party going activity evident in the streets gone eleven in the evening. But then it's early by today's standards for any hostelry to close, I guess.
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