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When Tony does anything, he likes to do it well. Did I say "well", I meant to 'win'. Biggest fish wins the prize so to speak. No pun intended.
I love simplicity. I thrive on the KISS principle (so does Tony but he does it to win…), and on holiday I like to think in one word sentences. I. Like. Beach. BBQ. Family. Sun. GO!
When at Aunt Gill's house, she suggested we head to the beach for a day of basking in all of ...
A guy from work asked if I wanted to learn how to surf so got up early on a ruddy Sunday morning and went surfing! We headed out to Dunbar which was about a 40 minutes drive from Edinburgh with our boards strapped on to a tiny little hatchback. Upon arrival we got suited up head to toe in thick winter wetsuits with gloves and booties. By the time we got down to the water, we were all steaming.
... in the city and the theories about how they came to be, and much more interesting information that you wouldn't get from the normal day tours you can do of the city. Doing night tours are a lot of fun because you get to see the sites and not have to deal with an overabundance of people as well. Definitely recommend some night tours of the city if you decide to visit Edinburgh.
After the tour it was back to the cottage for a drink and then bed.
... trot to hit the lead going into the back 9. But alas the open curse struck again dropping 4 shots in 4 holes. Phil Mickelson taking out the title. Unfortunately there are no photos as you can't take them.
That night we stopped off at the oldest food serving pub in Scotland and had a good feed.
The next morning we said our final fairwells to Em and Chris and took off nice and early to make our way to Lake Como, Italy :)
... be nice to try something that we didn't know. After much to-ing and fro-ing and humming and hah-ing, we settled on a box set of three 20ml bottles: Caol Ila, Cragganmore and Talisker.
We set off again on our sedate drive towards Edinburgh, Greg rather rosy and sleepy in the passenger seat! Near Pitlochry, we spotted a sign for a fine Chocolatier.... so of course, still flushed with love of all things associated with single malts, we pulled into the car park ...