Train from Liverpool St station at 12 noon. It takes just over an hour to each Ipswich and Jane and Bill just behind the exit barrier waiting to meet us. Martlesham is six miles outside Ipswich, and they’re in the part known as Martlesham Heath, a planned village begun in the 1970’s in the area that was previously RAF Martlesham airfield. (Though Martlesham itself has been inhabited since the Bronze Age and appears in the Domesday Book). So we take a taxi from the station, entertained by a driver with a strong Suffolk accent and equally strong opinions, an old timer who grew up here. Lovely not-so-little modular home and us installed in the guest bedroom. Slow cooker on and Bill has made lamb kleftiko, remembering that it’s J’s favourite and not knowing he’d missed going for it last night. Lovely to see them again.
JAWORSKI TRAVELS