Dina needed a fried egg and a banger with beans before she left. We went to a pub a few doors down, THE WHITE SWAN. A delightful gentleman brought us our breakfast. We shamefully hid our Starbucks under the table and ordered the breakfast tea. It was delicious. We listened to a group of American tourists discuss craft beer, though they couldn't seem to remember any of the names of the beers or bars that they loved. Poor kids. We left them and headed to Notting Hill. I found a copy of Cannery Row / Tortilla Flat at the bookseller's stand, but I couldn't pay £45. I needed to read it to prepare for family "book club" on the upcoming Monterey trip so I ended up buying a new copy of Cannery Row at the Notting Hill Bookshop (not the one from the movie...the actual Travel Bookshop that Hugh owned and Julia visited in Notting Hill closed down)
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