Jerusalem

I leave Bedwyn and head for London, where I meet Leila outside Piccadilly tube. We grab a quick mezze in a local restaurant and then head for the Apollo.

We’re in the gods for the reprise of Mark Rylance in Jerusalem. Right from the start it’s brilliant and the three hours flies past. In not sure what message to take from the show, but I don’t care - it’s just so much fun. And it mentions lots of places around my mother’s - Pewsey, Bedwyn, Wantage and so many more.

We sneak in a crafty G&T at Kings Cross and then I’m on the train back to Edinburgh.