Final Hours

Unfortunately, all things end. I had dinner tonight at the Bayswater Pub where I ate my second night here. I had the shepherd's pie again. The girl told me it was made with "English beef" and not lamb. Soccer was on the big screen telly. Interestingly, a family came in and sat down but were told that they had to leave because children were not allowed in there. A soccer team came in after their game. They had all signed the ball, so it must have been their last game. They were a rather jovial and loud bunch. They all raised a pint or two to their season. Chris would be right at home here. My bill came to about 14 pounds. I had a 20 pound note left and, since I won't need any more English money (I've still got a pocket full of change--for my granddaughters), I gave the waitress all of it.

I've had a wonderful time here. I hope to return someday.