Grand Day out

Clive picked up Florence from Chippenham in the morning.  We had a catch up over lunch. She told us all about her holiday in India, her new flat and her new job. (Now a freelance something or other and working with a West End ballet) All sounded exhausting.

Then I drove to Trowbridge and we got the train to Bristol. We browsed a few shops, bought a dress for an wedding F is going to, bumped into a blipper and watched a protest.  

We walked to Corn Street for tapas and then it was time for Michael Ball at Bristol Hippodrome. My Christmas present from Florence. I've loved that man for 30 years! He sang "Bright Eyes" whilst showing videos of his dogs. I was blubbering wreck in no time!

Home by 11.30pm.