The ramblings of an aging body housing a mind that still thinks it's 25!
Tuesday, March 08, 2016
After a very quick run up to Heathrow, we sat and waited in the The Plough at West Drayton for Emma and Louis to arrive. The pub was a bit "basic" and not very warm. We bagged a seat near the fire to ensure we got the warmest spot. Emma turned yup with baby Louis, who was fast asleep in his stroller.
We had a lovely lunch and chat before Louis started to stir. A feed should have been on the cards, but he didn't seem interested. In the end helped Emma load the car and sent he on her way as we headed back to the Coast.