We set off for a KCOC meeting and coffee morning at the Wych Elm Pub. We left rather early, allowing for multiple road works, burst water mains, extra traffic lights, and traffic snarl-ups.
In the car, I remarked to our driver, “do you know where we are going this time, as we have struggled to find it several times before? Would you like to use the Sat Nav?”
“No, was the prompt reply. I know where it is.”
With a gentle laugh at the memories, we settled back for the ride. The traffic was horrendous, and we were eating into our cushion of arriving early travel time.
Before long, it was evident we had yet again lost the
Wych Elm Pub. On three occasions, we saw familiar landmarks, yet were directed away back onto heavily trafficked main roads. To creep forward once again, a couple of minutes at a time. Sat Nav was tried and found wanting, as it had not caught up with the road works’ constant changes.
Finally, our driver found a way through, and we arrived very embarrassingly late. We thanked him, and were ushered in and welcomed, while seats and a soothing cup of coffee were found for us.
Before joining the middle of a work-shop, on the pros and cons of AI.
We had to do a rapid shake-up of our grey cells to be able to contribute to the group we had joined.
When the meeting ended, we shared our cards and made some new friends and contacts. While catching up on the progress of some of our old ones.
Anne suddenly disappeared to be seen scribbling in her notebook at the bar, interrogating the barman on the best and easiest route to the Wych Elm Pub. She came back triumphant, “Now we will never lose this elusive pub again.”
We stayed on for a delicious lunch. As the Wych Elm is renowned for its home-cooked food, attentive hosts, and caring staff.
Completely refreshed, we set out to complete our shopping before calling a taxi to take us home.
During the ride, we learnt a lot about Afghanistan today, from our driver.
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