My mother's Sunday lunch

Ian and I visited my mother today. She lives in Windsor and fortunately we arrived just after Prince Harry and his troop had marched down the road to receive their medals! We sneaked in and whisked her off before they returned! (She stood outside and watched them go past but her main comment was reserved for the young policeman that was kind enough to try to make conversation with her who she thought was no more than 15 years old!) We took her to a nearby restaurant for lunch where she munched her way through an enormous plate of roast beef and turkey with all the extras and then apple pie, ice cream and a large cappuccino. It was nice to see her and she seemed to enjoy the change! She is still convinced that she has no appetite.