No particular exercise today apart from lifting fork or cup to mouth. I had a minor, miniature breakfast to tide me over. Then we packed up and boarded the L (I lived in Chicagoland for ten years, and I never noticed that the CTA called its rail service by the single letter rather than ‘El’). Because of Chicago geography and the overall structure of the CTA, we rode all the way down to the Loop and then out again to the venue for a truly splendid (very vegetarian/vegan/gluten-free friendly) brunch, and a last chance to chat with other friends and relations of Nick and Noël, and then onto the L again to O’Hare. Will be interested to see what new films February brings to the seat-back screens.
We’ll be back in Abingdon tomorrow. Cheers to our godson and all involved in yesterday’s brilliant celebration.