Yesterday after my
'Why I Feature Cakes' post, and TY for the kind responses re it , the cakes will definitely continue on True Colours Thursday - I hurried off to town for late lunchtime get together with Jenn, a former District Nurse friend from the days of me caring for my Mother @ home.
My destination the Mitre Inn but more of that later, is adjacent to
Lincoln College, part of the University, whose most striking feature is perhaps this, it's library building, previously the 18th century church All Saints...

The spire is home to a full peal of eight bells, which are still rung regularly by the Dreamingspires Society of Change-Ringers, and on special occasions, like the election of a new Rector to Lincoln's chapel.
I mention this, because I personally
love the sound of the bells, ringing out across the city.
Others I know find them just an irritating noise, but not me.
If, & it is a BIG if, I'd ever had married, & an even bigger if, it had been in a church, I would have definitely wanted a special full peal rung for me on my wedding day.
Anyway, back to my lunch date!
When I read this quote recently...
"I have noticed that people who are late are often so much jollier than the people who have to wait for them"
E. V. Lucas - English writer
[1868 - 1938]
Former nurse Jenn instantly sprang to mind as she is habitually late.
I frequently wonder how she ever manages to run her now, private care service, as I've never known her ever to be on time!
Yesterday was no exception.
We'd agreed to meet @ the Mitre Inn on the High @ 1pm.
After waiting 30 minutes, I phoned her mobile.
"I'm on my way!" was the ever so bright response.
Eventually @ well past 2, she bounced in full of smiles & apologies.
As for me, by then I was was coffee'd out & caffeine irritable, and not for the first time!
But, we still had a good visit together, as it is genuinely nice she keeps in touch with me, even though seeing her does always bring back sad memories - of all the able nurses, who came in to help me, Jenn was the most caring, the most thoughtful re my Mother and of me and the only one who followed up after she died!
Now for a bit more local history!
Sections of the present day Mitre Inn, where we met, dates from around 1630, but there's was an inn on the site long before that.
The property belongs to Lincoln College, of the Spire, and the hostelries name probably derives from the college's coat of arms, which depicts the Bishop of Lincoln's mitre - poor image re low sunlight...

Once upon a time it was an important Coaching Inn in the city with extensive stables @ the rear; as from as early as the 17th century there were daily coaches running between London & the Mitre!
It wasn't til 1926, that it became simply a hotel & the horses stables were converted to the Turl Bar, in Turl Street.
During the Second World war when my older cousin Lucy-Lu, now in Prairieland was nursing in Dreamingspires, the Mitre Hotel, was THE place to entertain ones gentlemen friends & visitors and partake of afternoon tea, which I understand she did frequently there!
My own Mother visited there then too.
And once she moved to live with me, we frequented it together for schooners of lunch time Sherry!
The hotel business side ceased in the late Sixties when Lincoln College turned the upper rooms into student accommodation & leased the ground floor out for use as a bar & restaurant, initially a Berni Inn - it's been a steak house ever since, but many places has had to diversify re all day licenced opening, so is now once again serving afternoon teas & coffees.
I will add that Jenn & I did supplement our final one with a Kahlua liqueur!