Saturday pleasures and meditation

It is going to be a perfect Saturday, bright and warm and early autumn, there are exceptionally nice guests staying and we are going to take them to Cambridge where the term will just be starting, all those bright young megabrains coming to dip into the knowledge which is is so palpable in Cambridge that I feel clever just going shopping there.  We will have lunch, go to the centre of the city and wander round finishing with choral evensong in Kings College, the first one of the season and presumably some of the singers will be new.
Beforehand coffee at the kitchen table, the newspapers and the unfolding of an old friendship, we have known this couple for 30 years, we would meet once a year through business and through the ordinary pleasantness of regular meeting, a real liking comes about which means we keep in contact.  Of course, we don't know each other's lives but there is such liking that hearing about their family and their life in Philadelphia adds depth to the sense of why we have always liked them.  We hope that they will like what we are going to show them, the Englishness of the Cambridge experience.
It was interesting to say that we were going to meditate at the start of the day, with people who you don't know so well, hiding a practice like this is much more common.  It is really a more important part of us than even family Saturday pleasures.