Concerning our last ramble yesterday. Unfortunately the weather was not as we hoped, nor was the attendance one of the most prolific.
We had entered the season of thunderstorms and lightning strikes;
summer was obviously over. We were the same as the last ramble - Paco, Froggy, Sandyballs et moi and met in The Steamworks next to Seaford station.
Paco was first to arrive with his hair looking like that of Albert Einstein,
all sticking up and windswept. Then came Sandyballs drenched to his underpants
having been caught in a storm while going down the hill into Lewes. Froggy and Lafayette made it without any mishap and so we all sat and drank coffee
since it was a reasonably early hour.
Sandy balls said a lot of NERDS had been put off by his saying we might eat at one of the many Italian style restaurants in Seaford. so wotsa da problem? Some NERDS obviously got no taste!
We got bored with coffee so adjourned to the Wellington for a beer, Lotsa different beers here!,
Sandyballs seemed to spend most of the time on the phone to the CEO of Shell.
Either about his on going energy dispute or else he was being offered a job.
Then we got lost a bit in Seaford but ended up at the Mediterranea
in High St. The maitre de was very accommodating and most of us had superb fillet steaks covered in yummy cheese sauce.
(And they talk about heart attack breakfasts, not lunches). Lots of chianti
was drunk and Froggy entertained us with anecdotes about his Aunty Gladys (again),
Then we walked up Broad St rather quickly because it threatened to rain, and then we diasporised.
So another short, short ramble, but sadly the weather and old age
were once more against us.
