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Another perfect Henley Day

Dear Reader

I have had the most lovely day today with my cousin Sal and her people.

Here they are, making dinner. I do love my Hansons. They have made me feel so very, very welcome in their home. And I feel so very privileged to have all of them at home with us for my few days post tour in Henley. I can’t wait until Easter when they come down under, and October when Ali and I return for the Gastronomic Noughties. Sorry, Sis. I just named our tour. And I can tell you Sal and I have found some additional gastronomic pleasures. The Hand and Flowers at Marlow has been added. As well as Ottolenghi. And other options. We shall book post haste.



And here is the evidence of our lovely walk to Hambleden, which was just wonderful. Lots of mud, water and tramping. Lavinia will attest to the wonders of tramping with Sal and Zuki.





















Our final stop was Hambleden where we sat in the pub (The Stag and Huntsman) at Simon West’s table. He had it booked at 6 but we had it until 5:45pm. Probably the best seat in the pub.

First I took photos of the church, which was just so lovely. It is dedicated to Mary the Virgin.







Then there was the “Main Street” and the Stag and Huntsman, which I think define Hambleden.




And now for the after dark photos, which I also love...








Possibly the cutest Hanson is Zuki, who is allowed in the Stag and Huntsman as well as on trains and in Chez Hanson. His photos are below.

Please don’t tell the absolutely beautiful Hanson Girls that I think Zuki is the cutest. They are so very beautiful, but this Puppy Little is mighty cute.







 I have loved being with the Hansons. I love being with the Hansons. The girls are all so supportive of each other, and love each other so much. There is a naturalness about their love. They love their Mum and Dad, and so do I. Sal and Mark have welcomed me into their home and let me just be. After a few weeks of doing it is wonderful simply to be. Until tomorrow, when I head off for the next adventure.

One of my favourite things this morning was sitting with Sal and working out how we can accommodate nearly 70 people in Middleton at Easter this year. And what bed linen will be needed. And how we can feed them on the first night.

This will be another wonder-filled Ross Family Reunion. I googled things while she did the heavy lifting. Thank God for Sal.

WARNING: to any unsuspecting Adelaidians, DO NOT HEAD TO MIDDLETON AT EASTER 2020. There will be too many Rosses.

Cxx

Comments

  1. Not me! I shall be listening to AFL on radio. ABC 891 of course!
    And services for Holy Week.

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  2. Is the first night Maundy Thursday?

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