We awoke to a dreary, grey morning and enjoyed several cups of coffee and Wordle. Sophie wanted to watch Saturday Morning Kitchen, but it was a compilation of past programmes, so we switched on the last episode of the James Martin Spanish cookery show set in Girona. It was lovely to see L'Escala again!
We charged Sophie's car this morning by connecting it to the mains, but after three hours, it hadn't charged up much at all. She let me drive to Buckingham at midday, and I was impressed with how the car drove and how smooth and fast it was. It lets you know if you don't drive in the middle of the lane by gently tugging the steering wheel back, but obviously, this needs to take into account potholes and cyclists!
At the car park in the town, we had fun connecting the car to a BP Pulse public charger! We nearly gave up, but then realised that Sophie had to download the app and create an account to use the charger. She paid £10 upfront and we walked into the town to have lunch and do some shopping. The wine shop we wanted to visit was closed so we headed to an Italian restaurant called Prego to have pizza for lunch.
The restaurant offered a lunchtime special, so we took advantage and enjoyed garlicky mushrooms and goats' cheese on bruschetta, followed by two pizzas to share. The food was good but didn't beat Casa Nostra in Market Harborough! We had a glass of Rosé wine each and a bottle of water and enjoyed soaking up the ambience and chatting.
After we'd eaten, we had a mooch around the charity shops and Sophie managed to find some lovely clothes, mainly for work. I picked out two books for my Dad and we decided to call it a day. By now, the sun had made an appearance and it was pleasantly warm. We popped into a blissfully cool Waitrose for two boxes of Fevertree lemonade (for Pimms tomorrow) and returned to the car. Sophie's £10 had earned a 20% charge so she wasn't happy! She was hoping it would be fully charged! However, it was more than enough for the drive home, which was all I was concerned about!
We had a great drive home and arrived just before Keith who'd been to see Sileby play. It was lovely to languish about and relax and not have to worry about cooking dinner! Sophie and I didn't eat again after our Italian lunch and Keith cooked himself a plate of chicken thighs.
We spent the evening watching the Olympics, and although I've enjoyed watching all the sporting events, I will be glad when they're all over!
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