A great weekend, route finding and a very bad B&B

21 August 2013

What weekend that has been!  On Monday we ended up driving Lynda a Sean up to Cairnryan get the ferry home.  It was a nice day weather-wise but by the time we got back to our booked B&B in Stranrea I was really knackered.  Yesterday was a nice easy drive back with both of us taking turns with the driving.  Something I have found out over the last few days is that when we are going up the M6, it's easier for us to use the A5 and join the M6 at junction 12.   

The A5 is only 2 miles from us here in Weddington while driving through the town centre can be a nightmare  adding quite a time to the journey time.

Now then ... that B&B; THE THISTLE INN; do not use it!!!  It is without doubt the very worst B&B we have ever used.  When we arrived to book in the landlady was sat in the bar pressing bedding using a huge great Hoffman press.  This is an industrial level press folks and to find one being used in the bar of the place we are due to stay in was very off-putting.  As it turned out I was settled and crashed out by 9pm; Jan however didn't sleep at all.  Breakfast (to be polite), was even worse.  We were served by a young girl of just 12 years old.  She asked is we wanted eggs.  I asked for fried eggs ... and that's what I got, two fired eggs on a plate, and that was all.  I was then told that breakfast was supposed to be continental breakfast.  Oh yes?  Oh, is it?  I've never seen fried eggs on a continental breakfast before, but I have seen sliced meats and cheeses.  We even had to do our own toast and drinks!  Never again!!!

Whatever, we had a really good weekend prior to that and that is what we are not going to let that place spoil it.

Jan had another surprised when Trish and Keith skyped her.  It seems that they have settled in and are happy.  That's good to know, one less thing to think about. 

Over the weekend I got 120 odd photos but I haven't been had chance to do anything with them yet.  So for now I have to make do with an older one ... 

one of a flower display by the harbour in Barmouth.

And for a funny ...

On their way to get married, a young Catholic couple is involved in a fatal car accident.  They find themselves sitting outside the Pearly Gates, waiting for St. Peter to process them into Heaven.  While waiting, they begin to wonder: Could they possibly get married in Heaven?
When St. Peter shows up, they ask him.  St. Peter says, 'I don't know. This is the first time anyone has asked that. Let me go and find out,' and he leaves.
The couple sit and wait, and wait. Two months pass and the couple is still waiting.
As they wait, they discuss that if they were allowed to get married in Heaven, what was the eternal aspect of it all.
'What if it doesn't work?' they wondered. 'Are we stuck together forever?'
After yet another month, St. Peter finally returns, looking somewhat bedraggled 'Yes,' he informs the couple, 'You can get married in Heaven.'
'Great!' says the couple, 'But we were just wondering, what if things don't work out? Can we also get a divorce in Heaven?'
St. Peter, red-faced with anger, slams his clipboard onto the ground!!
'What's wrong?' asks the frightened couple.
'OH, COME ON!' St. Peter shouts, 'It took me three months to find a priest up here!
......Do you have any idea how long it'll take me to find a lawyer?'