1. A Catalogue of Catastrophes
It’s not often Ten Tonne Taffy gets a mentioned in dispatches these days, but lately she’s had a rough time, doing nothing but being our home. Firstly, I got up one night to go to the loo, one of the joys of getting older, and smelt that plasticky electric burning smell. I switched off the power and went back to bed after checking nothing was on fire and the next day took the fuse board cover off and found that the immersion wire had burned completely through and melted some other wires and fuses. A close call! A close call… It turns out that the screw for that wire...
Read MoreAnniversary Waltz – a mini tour.
We visit a lot of hotels so get to use all sorts of different showers, from buckets to multi jet rainfall showers. One thing most have in common is the lengths they go to to make it hard to read the shower controls by making the temperature and shower flow knobs chrome and the instructions for want of a better description ‘off chrome’ which make reading it, without your glasses in a steamy room almost impossible so with unbridled joy and with a deepening sense of ‘oh you’re really getting old now, getting excited about this sort of thing’ we found our first...
Read More1. Banned again…
When I really annoyed my mum, she used to say, “Sometimes you can get right up my back and knock me hat off” but to have pissed off to the two super powers in the world takes some doing. When we first started touring, all lazy like in our first Motorhome Frankie, we wanted to go to the States for 6 months so applied for a US 10 year visa. They refused us as they said we wanted to live there…. Linda had to kick me repeatedly under the table to stop me Going off on one, (JOOO) but this year we thought hey ho, let’s cycle in China. Not the up and down mountainous china...
Read MoreAnother late off the press finale… Bail out skipper
Our coastal 2 day break at Seaton Carew was a nice stop with an extremely noisy hotel, but the beach was great and we even took in a Robbie William tribute on the seafront at the town Tribute festival, he wasn’t very good. We had planned to stay on for Oasis, Coldplay and Abba, but with Robbie being poor we decided that staying up on the seafront in another hoolie with the rain wasn’t quite as appealing as getting tucked up in bed! We arrived in Hartlepool the next morning to see the historical harbour, but again the mist was so dense you could hardly see the water, but we did...
Read MoreThe North East Coast.
Hornsea is a town that time forgot. There are no chains! Heaven! It a gem of a seaside town and where our friend Mike grew up. It’s full of nice restaurants and coffee shops and of course hundreds of chippys, where we had the children’s menu Battered Veggie sausages and chips. Why don’t they do a adult portion? Who knows …. Refreshments in Beverley We had a great time with Mike and 3 days off in his lovely new house despite the seagulls pebble dashing Mikes car each day in a very strange Welcome to Hornsea move. We left Mike reluctantly and tried to stop for food on...
Read MoreThe North!
“Eee by ‘eck lad, tha’s like a pair of whippets on’t one o’ them double seaters…” Welcome to the North! Where does the north begin?.. Someone told me it’s where Pret is out numbered by Greggs… So that’ll do for me lad. Our short cycle from our fabulous Airbnb to Doncaster was flat and wet, but surprisingly as we entered Doncaster we were impressed both with the cycle facilities (Well done Donnie) and some of the grand buildings. We rolled up at our Premier Inn well early, 2 hours before check in. We stood in the entrance hall...
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