Reading by road.

Nothing went wrong with our meeting arrangements or our transfer to Reading (the town, not the library) where Brian had prepared a delicious dinner for us and an equally delicious breakfast this morning. Lynne and Marlene then left us to collect next year's Women's Institute calendar ( not another rude one apparently - what a shame.) in the meantime Brian and I popped round the corner to tidy and water an old boys garden. He is retired, diabetic and almost blind, but has a small garden which only took an hour or so for us to complete, between showers, although he obviously won't notice. It was good to get on the end of a hoe after so long. Satisfying but tiring.