Nags Head Hotel
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What a fabulous day fishing, Paul took us to Waterloo farm, such a beautiful pond and country side. We had a delicious English breakfast and I got to try Black Pudding for the first time. So many huge Carp teasing us all day, till finally we got the catch of the day :) I got the pleasure of pulling it in. We met up with Allen and Jane for tea in a very quaint old Pub the Stags Head in Doddington. They took us on a little tour through Wellingborough on the way ...
... I did the walk up to and including the treetop walk. It was interesting seeing so many deciduous trees, and hearing different birds, but no squirrels. The views up the top were incredible, we could see right back to Northampton. When we got back to the cafe I took Mum on the walk. We then had a well earned bite to eat before heading home to pack. Tonight we moved on to Susie and Paul's place in Burton Latimer. We had a lovely meal of real English Fish And Chips, even with a curry ...
... UK roads, good and bad, those familiar, quirky place names, lovely countryside, and just under 3 hours to beautiful Bath. Find the strangely numbered Number 17, pleasant self-catering rooms in an old terrace house, views to the cathedral, across a cricket field. Just lovely. Then it's on foot into town, lunch beside the Avon (Italian?), the streets of Bath full of tourists, and on to the Baths - well, you would, wouldn't you? And they are amazing. Hot & tired, so back for ...
Today we had a very early start (5am) to catch a 6:30am train down to St Neots to meet up with Steve & Jan as well as our fellow future IDC candidates, oh and we also had to sit the strenuous EFR Instructor course.
It is a prerequisite of becoming a PADI Instructor that you are an Emergency First Response Instructor, obviously to become an instructor the course must be pretty tough.
We arrived in ...
I have never written a diary. Never kept a journal. Not chronicalled or recorded my life in any major way since the day i was born. In fact the only time I have ever really seen someone else's attempt at such, was a journal kept by my great grandfather during the First World War. What i remember most from reading it was how his entries would change dramatically, from neatly written detailed accounts when he was safe, to short barely ledgable entries when ...