Your Hotel, Boston
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- Free parking
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Travel Blogs from Bicker Bar
... about their business. The fritters who are late make ne smile with their mincing steps and galloping legs.
Sitting at Kings cross I realise you don't have to go far to find the beauty around you. In fact I didn't even have to leave home. But I love travel and experiences, they make me seem a lot smarter than I actually am.... In fact I'm getting home the day before my birthday..
HOW SMART IS ...
... we went to our hotel we drove down the Norfolk coast and tried to see the Queens house at Sandringham. Then we drove to Wells-next-the-sea to have a walk then we drove back to King's Lynn to our hotel.
Then we had dinner at a pub. Then we drove back to our hotel and went to ...
... A lovely clear blue sky, sunny day, with all the surrounding roads packed with people come to watch. Finlay finally seems to be getting over his colic. They had a rough week but this weekend he seems to be sleeping better, and they are getting some playtime as well when he's in a good mood, smiling and gurgling and happy. Of course, this could just be another short-term change, but it feels good! He has also started to stick his tongue out, just like Natalie used to ...
... over the road to Highfield Farm and I clicked house ( Frank's), sheds etc. We knew Frank, youngest son, was harvesting wheat so started to walk down the lane to where he was working, but met him coming back with the tractor and field bin to auger the grain into a silo. We had about 5 minutes with him, but didn't want to hold him up as I know from experience that when conditions are perfect you don't ...
... try every street we thought was sending us closer to our destination. A short time later (read a really long time later) we finally found the castle entrance. We were relieved to get off the bike and enter the castle grounds to see if we could find Mr R HOOD. Unfortunately the only person we discovered robbing the rich to pay the poor was the lady taking the admission payment (or is that robbing the poor to pay the rich!). The admission was worth it ...