The last day of the friends and family tour in
England. We visit Salisbury Cathedral (making the trifecta of Durham,
Winchester and Salisbury on this trip), enjoy cream teas at the Cathedral Tea
Room and drive incurably small roads back to our friends’ house. (Cathedral tea rooms are the secret of England; tucked away in ancient lairs, inexpensive and good food sweetly served.)
It is four in the afternoon on a beautiful English
day. Someone puts the kettle on. It is hard to say goodbye but we are happy to
be heading home. Our flight is not until a little after nine, or so we think,
but the rental car must be back much sooner. We sit for a bit outside, drinking
tea and smearing jam onto scones, honey bees swarming us. But we have to go.
