In accordance with our quest to visit places we have never been to, we took the 9.10am 379 bus to Bristol and then a local bus to Nailsea. The morning was very foggy, so much so that from the buses we could see very little. Nailsea is a small residential town with a population of about 20,000. It is unremarkable save for the town centre - surely built in the 1960's where the usual variety of...
It must have been something I ate. Yes, I bought a pie from the local butchers. I assumed it was fresh but results showed otherwise. Within hours I started getting pain in my lower stomach. It was a new type of sharp pain. From time to time I got electric shocks between my legs. It was a few more hours before I realized I had good old fashioned diarrhea. Frequent visit to the loo without much...
Today was a day indeed. We had to travel to Oxford to attend the funeral of a very dear friend of us both; Susannah. Rain and clouds on the journey were the norm. We wanted to avoid the motorways but unfortunately chose a direction which involved the highways and byways including the dreaded A303 at Stone Henge, always a lot of traffic there. We left somerset about 10:30 this morning and...
I always follow my instincts when it comes to travel. I got the idea lat Friday that we should do a brief visit to Cardiff in Wales. It is quite close to us. As the crow flies it is 32 miles but more like 55 miles by car. We debated whether to go by car or take a coach from Bristol. The latter would take door to door about 3 hours 30 minutes and would cost £32 return for two. We decided to do...
(previous days will follow) We arrived home shortly after 11 p.m. Door to Door 12 hours. And opened that door to the rather musty smell associated with properties that have not been ventilated for sometime. Our journey from Dublin began at 11 am when we left our hostess' house to be taken to Dublin Airport. Traffic was reasonable and we turned up at terminal 2 to and were duly dropped off....
We decided to celebrate Françoise birthday one day ahead (Saturday 6th August) so - still car-less - we arose early and took the 07.49 178 bus to Bristol, and then the 10.10 X7 bus to Clevedon. Non-Brit readers please indulge me. Brits know that such places are not the epitomy of sophistication or glamour but there were many delights in store for us. I made a vow that I would speak to as many...
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