Yesterday afternoon Jackie drove us to the small town of Leatherhead in Surrey for the family group attendance at the Godalming Operatic Society’s Gilbert and Sullivan performance directed by the sisters’ cousin Pat O’Connell. As will be seen from this extract from the programme: Pat is much appreciated by this thoroughly professional amateur group who delivered their usual acclaimed rendition of ‘The Mikado’.
My post ‘All Part Of The Process’ gives the history of this theatre.
As usual, we dined with Jackie’s sisters, brothers in law, and Pat, Christine, and their daughter Olivia at the Rialto Italian restaurant, where I enjoyed a starter of squid followed by a well-filled calzone, and shared a carafe of merlot with the director. As usual, after the performance we met in the bar for convivial drinks. I drank sparkling water and Tiger beer.
We then spent the night in the Travelodge in High Street. This is a good example of a low cost hotel chain which generally offers a good basic service. The view from our bedroom window, across the flat roofs, wasn’t too savoury, but then, this wasn’t a stately home.
Travelodge stands in High Street between Argos and Swan shopping centre.
Thus we followed tradition. The slight deviation came this morning.
I rose with the sun at dawn, left everyone else sleeping, and wandered around the deserted streets, watching the changing light.
Wishing to look down on the morning, I climbed to the top of the six storey car park, where I discovered someone had been there before me, with a supermarket shopping trolley.
What appeared to be a rather ragged peacock perched above the pigeons occupying a leafless tree. There are many other options for what can be visualised in a tatty bit of black bin bag caught in the branches.
At 10 a.m. we convened in the hotel foyer. Excellent as are both the fare and the service in Annie’s cafe where we normally have breakfast, were the establishment to appear in an estate agent’s brochure, it would be described as a ‘bijou residence’. Pat had had his meal at the Amici in High Street, and recommended it. Although the same group as had dined together yesterday had to be split and seated at two different tables, there was more accommodation and the food and service was quite as good. We all enjoyed Full English breakfasts, with some slight amendments.
There is no pedestrian precinct as such in Leatherhead, although the three photographs of the High Street demonstrate what to me is an unique arrangement in which slow moving vehicles share the centre of the road with walkers, who have to weave in and out of cars parked on the sidewalks. It seems to work quite well.
Jackie drove us home in time for me to watch Ireland shatter England’s hopes of a grand slam in the Six Nations rugby tournament by beating them 19-9. It was an intriguing, tense, tussle.
Acute observers will have noticed that we had stopped dining at The Jarna restaurant in Old Milton. That is because toward the end of last year they received some very bad press concerning illegal immigrant labour and failure to meet cleanliness standards. Shortly before Christmas the establishment changed hands and was renamed Spice of India. We decided to try it this evening, and were not disappointed. Jackie enjoyed her prawn bhuna and mushroom rice, as I did my naga chicken and special fried rice. We shared good onion bhajis and an excellent parata, and both drank cobra.
That sounds like a lovely sojourn to every day life – good friends, good show, good food and good imagination – loved the peacock!
Thank you Pauline. It was good, and I am pleased you loved the peacock. It was quite windy, so i had to take a few shots to get it right
It sounds like you had a wonderful time! I love the theater (American spelling), although I don’t go often enough – and I don’t think I have ever gone to the Opera. (I did get to see three Shakespeare plays last summer.) I had to look up a Full English Breakfast, which looks like a lot of food! I love the photos of your journey. I do wonder why the cars don’t park where the pedestrians are walking, so that they can safely walk on the sidewalk. That is a bit upside down by my way of thinking, but interesting 🙂
Thank you Robin. Yes, the road system is Topsy-Turvy (the title of a Mike Leigh film about a conflict between Gilbert and Sullivan leading to the creation of The Mikado – I wish I’d thought of that when writing the post :)). A Full English Breakfast is pictured here: http://derrickjknight.com/2014/03/28/satiation/
I hopped over to the post. That is a great food photo, and a lot to eat! I wouldn’t need anything else the rest of the day.
That would have been a great line for the post ☺
Yes it would
I enjoyed your walk in the morning, and seeing the streets of an English town. That show sounds wonderful. I want to see it. Your view looks like the view from a hotel I could afford. Love those footprints.
Thank you for such a full response Crystal
I think that “peacock” in the tree rather resembles a somewhat misguided penguin trying to catch the fish-head which has just slipped from its bill!
I know, you’re thinking, “What would a fish be doing so far up a tree?” Well… 🙂
Thank you John 🙂
I love the look of your breakfast place Derrick. I’m going to look up “bijou residence” now lol :))
Ah…. what a lovely term.