With wife and son visited
Nottingham where younger daughter and partner, having now left their student
life well behind, have put down their first tentative roots with proper jobs
and a respectable flat in a fashionable suburb just over the river not too far
from Trent Bridge and the football grounds; after the guided tour, leaving son
to board with his sister, we grown-ups checked in to more spacious accommodation
at Swan’s Hotel before taking a short but windy walk to meet up again at The
Orchid restaurant, plain on the outside but providing tasty, freshly cooked Cantonese
cuisine and chop sticks with which to eat it (with varying degrees of success).
(Sunday 3/11/13)
A bright and breezy day
with blustery showers as we all walked into Nottingham and had a look at the
Castle Museum and Art Gallery which had an eclectic mix of artefacts, art
(unintelligible modern and pretty dull traditional) and history that kept us
warm and dry for a while, and in one location provided some amusement for the
younger generation in the form of random music generated by how and where they
carried what looked like a pizza delivery box; this worked up an appetite well
satisfied by pasta, gnocchi and pizza in an Ask Italian, before we returned to
the flat and said our goodbyes – comforted in my case by the realisation of not
so much losing a daughter as gaining a pied-a-terre close to a couple of
football grounds and a test cricket venue.
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