7th day: A day of rest.

When on vacation, I refuse to hurry just to reach some activity on time. It's abhorrent to me to be stressed about relaxing. So when I stayed up as late as I did the night before, this day was clearly going to be somewhat curtailed. Cold and windy weather with the occasional rain shower wasn't exactly a motivator either.

In the end, apart from doing laundry, I didn't do a thing until we went for a "Curry, cheese and chips" at the Ace Cafe , which is a biker cafe on the outskirts of London. They serve some quite tasty and well portioned food. I can see why bikers tend to become big, if most biker places are like this...

Later it was on to the pub where I had a delightful evening trying out drinks and different kinds of puzzles brought by some of the other old geezers. Very relaxing.