Nick, William & Treacle
A perfect Sunday. I was woken by adorable Jemima (six) on the landing outside my door asking her mother plaintively when I might be waking so she could get dressed. (She had very kindly let me sleep in her room.) F cooked a Sunday lunch of extreme deliciousness (roast chicken, perfect roast potatoes, puy lentils, petit pois, vegetable cream ragout) and we decided to walk it off in Challock forest with the infants, and Treacle the chocolate lab (six months).
And thence to Chilham station where we said goodbye,
and I took the slow train to Sevenoaks to visit my dear friend M & his two adorable children. We drank tea and ate apple cake in the garden in the last of the Indian summer sunshine, before I was dropped at the station and so to London and home.