November 3, 2007
I headed up to the Gatehouse for another intense day of sorting, packing and cleaning. I was appropriately rewarded with a lovely dinner at Fish that was paid for from the proceeds of the change jars. It doesn’t seem possible that a couple of jars would yield that much when the suitcases we hauled in a few years ago gave up just over twice this amount. I am going to miss Fish, I have missed it this last year; we will have to drive up occasionally, make a pilgrimage. And stop at Longfords afterwards for some Honey Coffee ice cream.