Pete and I awoke rather late, having played Worms until 1am (P won by three victories to two, but I made several grave errors in the final game). As I was gradually coming to consciousness, we heard the telephone, so I slipped out of bed quite unhurriedly, having assumed that it would be his mother. In fact, it was Great Aunt S, asking us to bring her some groceries, as she is confined to the house following a fall. P accused me of putting on a posh voice to speak to my Aunt, but I corrected him at once, explaining that in fact I downgrade my language to speak to him. He then proceeded to correct me, as I deserved.
We got up and prepared breakfast of bacon baguettes from the shop round the corner, and a pot of coffee, and shortly afterwards commenc�d our journey.