The Beechwood Guest House
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Once again the drive between sites was lovely, this time my route took me on fairly minor roads alongside the Forest of Galloway and there were spectacular views at every turn.
I had a bit of a struggle to find the site in Ayr because Fanny Anne (the sat nav) could only get me near to it and I ended up rather lost on a housing estate. For me the confusion came because the road to the site had a large sign pointing to the University of Western ...
... were. We
walked around for a bit before deciding it was necessary to buy a fruit
smoothy. No idea why.But we went we walking pas this guy (before the smoothie)
and he was giving away special beauty offers.I rarely listen to them, but this was actually pretty cool. It was a make-up, hair-style, fashion shoot with props and
... I did, however, make some banana bread for everyone, and they seemed to like it. We lounged away until 2:00, when we finally changed out of our jammies. Lesley had a ball to go to for work that night (I know) so her family told me that they'd be entertaining me for the evening. And they did, the gold old-fashioned way! We all went bowling together, and when we'd come home afterwards, I played darts with George and the boys. I was awful at it but they didn't make fun of me ...
... returned to our accommodation and left our car there and walked about 50 metres to a bus stop that was showing buses to Glasgow. We had about a 40 minute wait but at least we were heading in the right direction.
Soon the bus arrived and as it was a double decker we climbed up the narrow staircase from which we were afforded a wonderful view of the countryside as we made our way into the city in just on an hour.
We arrived at the biggest ...
... me that no children were allowed, and that we'd need to go upstairs. This just confirmed my emerging sense that we were about to experience some adult entertainment, but i've since learned that's not the case. It's just that some pubs have kid free zones, and who can blame them.
In any case, it was a fortunate turn of events because, after navigating 3 flights of stairs with the stroller, we emerged into a lovely little bistro type room, with a ...