Up in good time and to the bus stop for our excursion of the day. The bus took Mary Jo, Alice, and I to Victoria Station where the train took us to Eastbourne. The town is on the end of the train line, seems somewhat isolated, and is on the English Channel. Katherine plus her small dog met us, and we walked to her flat. The neighborhood is spacious and the flat is in an old stately home built in 1798 by a wine merchant who made his money smuggling rum from the West Indies. It developed that Katherine is trying to sell the flat, so we first went to a neighboring flat while Katherine's flat was looked at. Tea and conversation with this neighbor, then to Katherine's flat when someone else looked at it while we were there. Then five of us (Mary Jo, Katherine, Alice, the dog, and I) went for a walk of an hour or so along the water (the English Channel). The day was windy and somewhat cold and threatening rain, but the setting was fine with a good view of the South Down and the chalk cliffs. Then back to the flat where we left the dog and picked up the neighbor, and the five of us went to a modest looking but rather nice fish restaurant for a dinner. The neighbor turns out to be a good friend of Katherine's. She has lived all over the world and has done many things; in particular, some fine watercolors. So the dinner conversation was interesting. During dinner it started raining so we had a wet walk back to the train station. We were back at the house by 8:30 and had a little brandy before retiring for the night.
Wow, it sounds like the setting for an epic PBS miniseries. Luckily your story did not include a murder mystery.
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