I still have fond memories of the summer you invited me up to visit Edinburgh during August. I had just given a complete draft of my DPhil thesis to my advisor, while I had a much needed break. It was a long train ride from Oxford to Edinburgh, through the Lake District.
I have vague recollections of getting fresh hot meat pies from the back door of a bakery at 3am on my way home.
Got back to Oxford to discover that my advisor hadn't read any of my thesis, thus delaying everything by a week, so never got to spend a week proofreading before submission.