Tuesday, December 11, 2012

And... cue pub with thatched roof

Arrived in Southampton to quite the list of customs questions. Think of every possible question I've been asked about why I'm here, who I know, how I'm related, what I'm doing, where I'm going, how I saved the money, which employer (would let me leave and come back), wrapped into one agent. Somehow, I got past him.

Then I took the train to New Milton and met my godmother. After a cup we headed directly to the pub "the Cat and Fiddle" and had an amazing lunch. We aren't sure of the last time I visited but it's been over 10 years.

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