I had a productive writing day yesterday, making headway on mmy overdue essay. Later in the afternoon, we wandered down to the Old Anchor Inn, which would have been our local in Abingdon except that it had closed six months before we arrived. Under new management, it has been spruced up, will be serving both English pub menu and a repertoire of Thai offerings (specially since it lends itself so aptly to vegetarian and gluten-free alternatives — yippee!), breakfasts on Friday-Sunday, and lunch offerings I didn’t register. Sounds very firmly like our pub home.
My morning run today started off sluggishly, or so it felt. I had lain abed an hour or so later than usual, and was still groggy when I stumbled out onto the pavement. My pace, however, picked up as I ran, and by the end I hit another time that stretched my average to the good. Coffee and fruit, cleaned up, on my way to Morning Prayer and public office hours at R&R.