Have you ever had a memory that seems to follow you around and beg for “air” time in your thoughts? This is one of those memories. It keeps “popping” up in my mind. So, I decided to post the photo and maybe it will leave me alone. (smile) It was taken on a Sunday afternoon; rain had been falling all day, and a serious chill was in the air. Suddenly, around 5 p.m., the sun came out and the colors of England were all around us. But before heading back to London for the night, we ducked into this pub and ate blazing hot Shepherd’s Pie, drank cups of hot English tea, and talked—lots—of course. Our tummies were full and so were our minds with thoughts of how we had just eaten dinner in a place that was established in 1518!