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After a wonderfully late lie in, and several cups of coffee, we headed out to the charming city of Lewes to sample some of the local drink. The town is roughly 15 miles from Horsted Keynes, through winding lanes which resemble something out of midsommer murders or an Austen novel. I remarked to cousin Mary that I would have been happy to continue driving in this manner all day, but fortunately her good judgement in denying me this pleasure proved to be far ...
... We've NEVER not seen a deer !" But we did. We even fed a buck from our hands- amazing! Had a delicious pub meal at the Roebuck (after washing all remnants of deer spit) on our way back home. Ended Jo and Phil's last night of vacation with Hoppin' John for luck, fortune and romance. I never knew you were supposed to leave 3 black-eyed peas... P.S. Happy Birthday, Nana. We miss ...
... 000 for the evening´s antics, we paused only to rug up before heading straight on in to town to ensure we found a good spot to watch the processions.
As it is pitch black by 4.30pm, we arrived just in time to see the young upcoming processionists racing burning barrels down the narrow lanes. What followed next can only be described as ridiculous. Burning torches and burning crosses were carried by people from villages around the area. They were dressed ...
... a smallish country house with promising write-ups, with the benefit of proximity to Brighton.
I booked up for Sunday & Monday night, which fitted in rather well with an overnight stay chez Rita & John on the Saturday night, and a celebration of Vicky's XXth birthday. The long weekend started poorly, however. We set off from Rode just after 3pm on Saturday, with the promise of Live Commentary on the Stoke v Brighton FACup game to listen ...
Having woken from an extremely heavy slumber I've found myself freezing cold, in a foil wrapped coccoon! Not impressed, last thing I remember I was on a night out with some mates beer'ed up and going for a kebab! How else do you normally end a night out?
I must have fallen asleep in the kebab house, the bloody turkish *******s have only gone and sliced and diced me up ready to sell my tastey human meat as a kebab, I ...