Marsh Farm Hotel
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- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Business Services
- Free parking
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... By the side of the path we watch briefly while 3 racing horses canter around a gallop. Shortly afterwards a small sign offers us the opportunity of an alternative footpath. We dive in to the rich green and deep brown of a thickly wooded environment, contrasting sharply with the wide open space of The Ridgeway proper. I find myself reflecting why I so enjoy walking in this denser, more confined setting. In particular, what is it I find so attractive about the ...
... for her surgery around 10:30. I wasn't sure what to do with myself at that point, but Larry wanted me to stay in case there were any complications during the procedure. So I used the time to work on the programs for the drama production, which I managed to finish while I was waiting for her. Then I popped out to the hospital café to get lunch, which was, of course, a sandwich. Actually it was a chicken Caesar wrap and Doritoes, which was pretty ...
... countryside is beautiful. Generally pretty slow but picture book beautiful. Then we got to Blenheim Castle. OH MY GOODNESS. There's nothing like that in Perth. Grand in every sense of the word. The building itself was jaw dropping but then there were the gardens. So, so pretty and picturesque. A feast for the eyes. They even had a hedge maze. Adam and I raced. I totally dominated. I was out before he got half way. I am the navigational queen. Even when it comes ...
... back to work for the evening. Anyone who's a bit late runs frantically across the quad - we speculate that the fierce little women read out a roll of dishonour at the end of each day: "and Joe Bloggs of Birmingham was five minutes late after morning tea, and was observed to leave the conference room to visit the Gents at least twice during the afternoon!"
The third table was for the rest of us, and it was spacious enough that you weren't on top of anyone else, but could pass ...
... trying to stick my key in the wrong room. Eventually I realized my mistake and set my bags down to hunt for my flat. At last, I found a little red door squeezed between two cafes. After some difficulty with the key, which looked like it was from the middle ages, I was in!
Immediately, I met my new flatmates. My room is on the top floor, and our place is ...