Apparently officially a member of the SAGA crew (Sex And Games for the Aged), with thoughts of having the wind in his, errr hair.
Thanks for coming over to see Mrs Fogg who has been a little under the weather.
Can you tell what it is? Yes it’s a rail currently sitting 1 to 2 inches below te water level, with a train driver gingerly moving at 5 mile per hour, so the 25 minute journey increased to 1 hour 10 mins. Good luck getting home.
You could understand the appalling infrastructure in the UK if we had never ever had bad weather, but don’t worry I’m sure some “out of touch with reality” councillor or ministers will blame it all on carrier bags and melting ice caps!
What a cracking way to do it, twice the fun and twice the prezzies, whoo rar!
As you can see it was gloriously hot by the way Mrs Fogg has a winter coat and scarf on.
Tomorrow, a chance to lay in past 5.30am before we start the housework and ironing.
Who said life’s not full of excitement? Still only 3 months and 2 days to Christmas.
On our last night in Llangynog (6th September 2007) we had sleeping bags on the cottage floor and no food at all, so came to eat at the New Inn. Believe me not much has changed. After we ate we took the longest and slowest walk back to the cottage with heavy hearts, knowing that we had been at the most idyllic location possible.
Here we are 5 years later, a little older, a lot wiser and a lot more travelled, yet still we pine for that amazing view each morning (if you ignore the damp, the mice and the power cuts). Stopping a couple of nights in a local B&B and looking at properties in the area.
We ventured where few have dared and walked past our wonderful home for exactly one year, where we ate heartily, enjoyed the scenery, had BBQs, sat and watched the world go by, had Mr Spike in his element and enjoyed the life we all dream of some
day.
Who knows we may end up there again, crossed fingers.
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However, what a week. Plenty of falling down water, a tour of Connemara and great food.
The most memorable was Mr Fogg and Turfman happily bbqing in the torrential rain. No problem for these hardy men. Two brollies and a beer each and “what rain”.
All told a fab week and lovelly to spend time with The Folks.
Now home to Wales……
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Lunch at the Kylemore Pass Hotel, before heading back to the folks with a lovelly cut of Sirloin, glazed chops and sausages, sounds distinctly like a BBQ to me.
Yum.
Nice Head here.
No further than 30 mins from Clifden and we stopped at the very wet Connemara Visitor Centre for the 2.5 mins it takes to walk around it. Having worked up an appetite we drove on past Kylemore abbey to stop on the Kylemore Pass at a funky and quirky bar for lunch.
Bring on the fish and chips….
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