Jackie and I received our Covid booster vaccinations at Milford Pharmacy this morning.
After this Sam, on a whistle stop tour from his home in Fremantle, visited us for the day, which was spent in pleasurable reminiscing and catching up. He also managed to send control of my Ancestry DNA file to his mother-in-law Gay.
His friend, James McNally has provided him with fascinating accommodation as a base for his last few days here. When he was younger, my son lived on a boat moored for a time beneath Tower Bridge. Unbeknown to Sam, James had spotted this very vessel, left to decay in a shed in Plymouth. He bought it and brought it up to a mooring near Southampton, where he is working on restoring it. Sam is helping out with this.
The three of us dined this evening on succulent roast pork; crunchy crackling; crisp roast potatoes; carrots al dente; firm cauliflower; tender broccoli stems; and meaty gravy. Sam drank Old Farts beer and I finished the Chilean Malbec.