I do like the familiar, so I return this holiday to my usual digs in Cartwright Gardens. This time I had a ‘large’ basement apartment.
It would have had a lovely view of the rear garden, had it not been partly subterranean, but it is clean and modern and after all its just where you sleep (says me who is going to stay somewhere flash at the end of this trip. It would have been nice if there had been a chair. I could have started my blog earlier.
I was able to partake of breakfast at my local cafe, ‘Fork’. Cheese toast for me, please.
Father M 