Day 15. Sunday 10^th June, 2007.

In the morning we, that is Jane, Rosemary and I, drove to the weekly car boot sale at Netley Marsh. Jane was quite eager to go as she wanted to see if she could spot Jack’s bike – she didn’t. The sale as held in a large field. There were several hundred cars and vans with things to sale, arranged in 4 aisles, as in a supermarket. Rosemary bought a cheap rug of the Glaude’s new conservatory and that was it! As the weather was quite warm we then drove to Ean’s to pick up some shorts and sandals for me, and the remains of the dahl, which was only enough for a lunch for one person. Vee told Rosemary that they’d finished the dahl, and here is the washed up bowl. “Sorry about the teeth marks, but I found it in Jonathan’s room.” Fortunately the bowl was nothing special and Zena was amused rather than annoyed. When we reached Langtrees, all the dogs were in the garden and went absolutey barmed when we arrived. The most excitable one is, of course, Joker as he is much the youngest, and he tends to set the others off. Anyway, we collected our stuff and went back to Marchwood where Remus was all set to cook some ribs on the barbeque used and technique honed over many years of practice. Becky, badly affected by hay fever, and Steve came to lunch, but couldn’t stay long as Becky had an appointment in Fareham. In between various baseball games we watched most of the 500cc motorbike GP at the Catalunya track in Spain. A race that was very exciting over the final few laps as Casey Stoner and Valentino Rossi kept overtaking one another. There was a happy ending – Casey Stoner (Australian) won the race!

Then we watched a review of Mike Tyson’s career up to the point that he lost the championship to Buster Douglas.

While Remus and I were lazing around watching sport, Jane was doing school reports and Rosemary was preparing another batch of dahl – a hit with everyone who has tried it – and a roast chicken for the evening meal.

To my surprise Jane had got in some wine – very thoughtful of her. I was fully expecting to have a ‘dry day’ but I drank the wine gratefully.

It was warm overnight and we both slept on top of the doona.