Solberge Hall Hotel
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- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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... Jill and her dad Brian are suffering with the same symptoms. We have our fingers crossed that Barbara has not caught the bug. Paul cooked dinner tonight, and she could barely keep her eyes open long enough to eat anything,.
My time on the motorway was not entirely spent thinking - I crocheted 4 potholders today!
And now I think I'll stop thinking for a while and watch some British comedy shows.
Just caught the 10:27 to Kings Cross Station, London. Maybe we'll see Harry Potter?! So we haven't seen Harry, but here's what we did spot today... After getting settled in the hotel we ventured our to conquer the tube - which we did splendidly. Our first ride we were packed in tight, but that gave us an appreciation when the car wasn't as full. We rode over to St. Paul's Cathedral and learned ...
After an English Breakfast (pretty close to the Scottish one), we left our home on the farm and drove to Fountains Abbey. Founded in 1132, the abbey operated for over 400 years, until 1539, when Henry VIII ordered the Dissolution of the Monasteries. King Henry sacked the monks/churches wealth and demolished hundreds of abbeys. Fountains Abbey is the best preserved. Just seeing what's left gives you a hint of what it must have been like fully built. We stopped in Ripon for ...
... a party. It was held at the Old Otliensians Rugby Club and the clubhouse was perfect for our purpose.
45 folks enjoyed a wide variety of English party food and homemade desserts and an absolutely beautiful and delicious birthday cake.
It was really nice to catch up with some of Paul's cousins, nephew and niece ...
... of incendiary bombs and a " doodle bug" on display. Those particular instruments of war were remembered by my mother and her family as promoting terror during WW2 when much of my home town of Swansea was destroyed during The Blitz. Front doors used to be left open so that passers by could seek shelter during an unexpected air raid. One day, an incendiary bomb bounced through the open door into my grandparent front entry and my ...