Sutton

 The dog starts to yap in anticipation of something in the next room. In a few minutes it will be confirmed that it is exactly eight in the morning, and that he always starts to make noises at that time. As he does at five in the evening, in time for and in expectation of his evening feed.

Get up and go in next door. There the owner of the dog is sleeping, and the dog is beside he giving off tiny yipping noises. The owner opens one of her eyes and mutters to the dog that it should be quiet. Go over to the dog and pat it on the head. It calms down.

Then go on down to the bathroom.

Go upstairs and get dressed. Then downstairs again, and have a cup of nastily hot instant coffee and a left over croissant. Receive congratulations to the seventieth birthday, that is today.

Then lie down on the bed again, the throat has been burnt by the hot coffee and it is sore all the way to the stomach. Lie in bed, and recovery takes an hour.

The sister in law is now in the next room with the son and the others. She talks a lot and then presents her latest book. This is an interesting publication, but there are problems detecting the sense in the layout. Perhaps reading the text will help to explain this.

Then look up the map to find the easiest way to Sutton.