There are times that I need to stop thinking. of Saturday and Sunday as the end of the week, in some respects what day of the week it is becomes irrelevant. Why is that an issue? Well, it isn’t really. I just don’t need to stress about Mondays.
Elayne went to London today, meeting up with friends and visiting the Banksy exhibition, mmeeting up with her brother who happened to be attending at the same time, and even managed to visit her Dad.
What did I do? I walked into town. This was probably about 0830-ish. The thing that struck me was that it being a market day, the street was very quiet, and certainly not helped by the chillingly cold breeze. I carried on to the ferry.
The harbour water was not calm. For the harbour, it was quite rough. Giving an innterestingly bouncy ride across. My thought was that at the next Thursday Night Net (well, probably the first net in Feb), I’m going to suggest another breakfast. I wanted to go to the Premier Inn, which is between the Hard and The Royal Maritime Club as they do a buffet breakfast and I wanted to find out what it was like.
I had breakfast at the Premier Inn. I have to say, it was very nice. The bacon was exactly how I like it. Everything was very nicely cooked, the usual extras on tap. Just for breakfast, I’d say go for it. However, there are a couple of issues;
It looks like there is only one area which can seat more than four or five people, and of course, there is no guarantee that we would get that spot (I think it unlikely that we could reserve that spot over hotel guests).
After eating, we like to sit and have a chat for an hour or so. With the RMC, in the rotunda, we can set up chairs around a table, and everyone is included, which is nice. At the far end of the Premier Inn dining area, there is a bar area, not big, but would accommodate the usual mob. But, it’s fixed and straight difficult for people at the ends to talk to each other. I would suggest that it would be uncomfortable. But we could try it.
I walked up to Commercial Road, so at least I managed to get somme steps in, and after my usual browse around Waterstones (nothing bought) I went to the bus stop and had to wait 11 minutes for the X4 to Fareham, so even my bus pass got exercised (I got off the X4 straight on to an E2 to Gosport. Getting home around 1300-ish
The afternoon was spent relaxing and time wasting I’m afraid. But enjoyable.
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