I was going to put a question mark after that but I can,t find it on this computer…funny thing, the keyboards are all different in each country…so you will have to forgive my even worse typing……we are now in Zurich…it.s berry cold and windy and wet, so after a few hours out there, we came home to a warm cosy room…and Glenn is having a snooze. I decided to go down and catch you all up on our adventures…and I did adn then the b………………. computer deleted the whole lot as I tried to publish it…and it didn.t save a copy either so NOT a happy camper*%&+”… so this is the second edition of this blog…my creative juices may have dried up a bit as a result but hey… read on anyway…
So, we left Newcastle upon Tyne quite early as Heather gave us a lift into town, where we had brekky and then dragged our lovely bags all around town till we found the avis shop…we rented a little VW for the week and headed north…stopping at Bamborough Castle - closed, like many other places as it is winter over here - had a walk on a beach …sand, not pebbles.. then off into Scotland.I don.t know why but it felt like home….we had a self contained unit in Edinburgh, close to the castle, which we explored on a butt - freezing day, caught up on our washing, had a few home meals, relaxed and pottered around the city.We also went to the movies and saw Elizabeth - good but a tad long and too emotional really…and too many close ups Cate blanchett…she is pretty but it was overdone…my opinion anyway.
We also drove over the Firth of Forth..or is it the Forth of Firth…welll, we drove over it ….and up to Perth… a very pretty city and a good pub meal, After a few days, we headed off to explore more of the country back lanes with their windy, narrow roads. The roads are hedged with either bushes or stone walls - it amazed me how these walls were still so strong and well built and still standing after so many years. They make the countryside look like a patchwork quilt. We searched in the cmetery at St Bpswells for some relatives and found the town, Lindean, where many came from and the name my grandfather called his home. stopped at Hawick(pronounced Hoick - as in to spit noisily) he he… stopped Carlisle and eventually found our b & b in Windemere, Lake District. It was fabulous place and the brekky was full on …so we stuffed ourselves and then saved money on lunches. The weather was pretty bad most of our time in the UK, with only a few fine days when you saw bluish sky…and it was a very plae washed out blue. It made me miss the Aussie vivid colours immensely…. bit homesick…. We passed on the ferry trip on the Ullswater Lake and headed off to find Hadrians wall..what a saga… let me just say, that I am one hell of a navigator… and the maps in the UK are crap… he he..actually I got a huge compliment from Glenn as we left the country, saying he was really impressed with me and my skills nad will never slur my name ever again..on that front anyway..leaving Windemere, we headed to York, where we walked around the entire city walls. We found a tower along the way, called Bitchdaughter’s Tower… where men sent their naughty girls..so watch out kids …dad is planning on building a replica when we get back…
We had chinese at the end of our day in York - all you could eat - good food but they obviously used msg, as I was violently ill later and am now very wary of the stuff. We stayed in Nottingham that night - the weather adn traffic and roads were atrocious, and it took us hours to get there from York. Dad was so tried by then,he was almost dropping but we made it adn settled in to a nicer place for our last night. We toasted the UK with a few bottles of the pink and red stuff and next morning, after a long way round trip, made it to Heathrow.
