Tracey and Andrew go up to Oxford

We hadn't seen Imogen and Mark since 2005, when we flew in from Venice only hours after becoming engaged. Many things have changed since then, but friendships don't. To have a low-key weekend with friends rather than trying to do some madcap tourist visit was wonderful.
Soon to be a mother, Imo generously jockeyed us down the motorways to Bray where we dined at the Hind's Head. This is Heston Blumenthal's pub, within a feeble throw from Fat Duck, his flagship. We thought we were going to eat there, but couldn't get a reservation (whole 'nother story, that). Food was spot-on, not to fussy or elaborate. Service a touch on the chaotic side. Bottom line: high quality fare of the gastro-pub variety. Recommended.
Other food highlights include the duck tongues that we had at yumcha - perhaps not something we'll have often again, but a fair example of how the food in England has surprised us. Of course, no English summer could be complete without Pimm's and lemonade!
It can't go unremarked that Mark & Imo live in a Home Of Cats. George and Henry were welcoming friends to we who are missing our own cats so much.