Elizabeth used to go to Abingdon loads - to take the boys to the paddling pool by the river in summer and to take herself to the Upper Reaches hotel for coffee and a bit of planning time when she was in minstry in Oxford. Pete had joined the Abingdon crowd when we did some work for a few organisations there and when his work colleague hosted dinner in their house backing the river. Well by Monday, we were there in Bella, moored just opposite the park with the paddling pool. How life moves on!
It was a wonderful mooring, full of young people's laughter in the day with much river swimming and falling, and peaceful village sounds and lights sharing our night with us. We stayed put on Tuesday with both of us having errands either in Oxford or Abingdon and some desk work and calls. But what a lovely place to stay put.
