Bridport Arms Hotel
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Travel Blogs from Bridport
green beans, salad and potatoes. Delicious.
back onto the flying fox, into Berty and Jan and Jeremy took us to
Paignton to catch the train. The day was once again a bit murky so
the fantastic scenery was intermittent.
took us from the train to Wendover to the Five Bells Pub where we
were to stay for the next few days. Between three and four hours
driving in persistent rain. Ali ...
... By the time we got back to The Coach House, the Rudolph children were all returning from their various outings to cricket and Guy had retuned from his Board meeting in Amsterdam. We had a lovely dinner and Guy introduced Pete to Armagnac. Luckily that took the edge off watch us lose 2 Americas Cup races (sigh). Although it did increase his ranting a bit. He is not feeling so flash this morning ...
Selina adventures to weybitza to sort out some of the trip and meet one of our other companions zoe has become a laugh a minute!! I've set this up and let's hope we can keep it updated and learn before we travel. Welcome to our life for the next year or so....!!!! Lots of love Abbie, natalie and selina ...
... over five hundred years. The collection consists of treasures from model ships to shells, collected over several generations. The house was built in 1823 and was extended in 1860. The interior was of cosy rooms and a homely, family atmosphere. The estate was left to Rosalie Chitchester by her father who died quite young. She lived there until her death in 1949, and left the estate to the National Trust. We then drove on to ...
... wonderful. Pete thought he was castled out but he loved it. The attached village was great and I guess typical of a castle village. We had unpaid entertainment whilst sharing a ploughman's lunch. A family at the next table missed each other at the gate as they had come from different directions and had spent ages trying to find each other. And they were angry, and whinging and whining, and went on and on and on. What a public display.