Slept in til 7.10 AM. My sore hip woke me up. Still haven't got my phone changed to London time. This is both disconcerting and annoying. I don't know where I am. I don't like looking at my phone because it tells me Melbourne time. This can only encourage jet lag. We left home at approx 10.30 - I don't know the exact time because my iphone hasn't had its time changed and I have to ask Jenny what the time is - you will forgive my frustration - and took the Metropolitan Line to the end of the line at Chesham. Still has aspects of an English Village. Very nice. No cars in the main street. But I did see a dowager type driving what was obviously an electrical car down the centre of the road. No sound at all. I say every second shop was a thrift shop. We bought some Marks and Spencers shirts. Could not find any trousers suitable for India House. Jenny says a more realistic assessment would be every 10th shop. We had lunch in The George and Dragon. I had Bubble and Squeak. Jenny had Tomato Soup. Only after we had sat down did I notice the St George flags everywhere. This has to be code for Ukip supporter. But the lunch was authentic and I had a half pint of English Ale which was OK. The Pub was 350 years old. The Landlord had an east end accent. Jenny walked to the top of Chesham Hill for view and photo's. I tried to go into the Library but it was closed. Yes - closed on Friday's. So I sat and read one of the 3 or 4 free papers that are available. One is a Financial paper which is easy to read and a reasonable standard. I don't know how they can source all the articles they have. They all have a byline. The other 2 daily papers are trash but reading them takes up the time on the train. There was a local free press dedicated to the Chesham area. The record of the local Magistrates Court was depressingly similar to what goes on in Benalla Court. The main story was about the wash-up over the Easter Egg incident at Cliveden. Apparently a charity organised an Easter Egg hunt for deprived children at Cliveden. The problem was too many people came - both adults and children - some of them obviously not deprived - and they made a big mess of the grounds looking for Easter Eggs and forcibly entering into Garden Buildings etc. looking for hidden eggs. Who is to pay for the damage? And who encouraged the rougher element to come to an Easter Egg hunt when they weren't invited? We explored most of the town. There is a small river running through it and sometimes goes under buildings. Quite attractive. Beautiful clear water. Nice trees lining the banks. Pathway right beside the stream. A burst of sunshine lit the set to perfection. Reminded me of descriptions of paradise in The Koran. We commented that there must be a problem at times with flooding and sure enough in the centre of town there is a notice alluding to the increase in floods and what to do in times of emergencies. For centuries England has been lucky to have dynamic equilibrium in its waterways but with global warming flooding will be a big problem. We had afternoon tea in the cafe part of a store called Me and C. We got 5 cups out of one pot which was pretty good value. By this time my body was hurting. The expensive shoes I was assured were exactly the same as the last pair I bought from Athletes Foot are not the same. Same make maybe but not the same shoes. Why do shoe manufacturers stop making perfectly good shoes? I once had a pair of Nike Air which were perfect and I had to wear them till they fell apart because they never made the same shoes again. My hip hurts and my leg muscles are not what they were. 50 years ago I could walk all day - and I sometimes did walk all day and all night. Not now unfortunately. My genes are failing me. Plus I'm carrying too much weight. We took the train back from Chesham to Preston Road. Checked out the Vegetarian Indian Take Away and took home their special. Its all vegetarian but 4 different types with rice and bread. Wasn't too bad. We will probably eat from there most nights. Came home at 6PM. Pointless was on TV. May as well have been home. Later on watched Michael Portello explaining the Easter Rising and how it changed everything. The British General who put down the rebellion is the real culprit and the reason why Ireland became a republic. Then watched the IT man whose name I dont know doing his 2 days in Venice with Jo Brand. Very enjoyable. To bed at 9.30.
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