Ledbury luncheon

We don't often get asked to lunch with friends midweek, and today's visit to Ledbury definitely merits bringing out and dusting down that word you never hear these days, "luncheon". Salmon and Summer pudding were on the menu for the eight of us, who knew each other from of old. One couple I met during my opera-going days in London, before I moved to Gloucestershire in 1973; and another I had been introduced to very soon after I moved, at one of the first "luncheons" I went to in the country: they were more common in those days - though never of course midweek.