The Park Hotel
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
- Business Services
- Wheelchair accessibility
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... to see all the place names that I had heard of through the media and where they are. We stopped and had lunch at Gretna Green where everyone from many years ago ran away and got married when they were not meant to. It is right on the boarder of Scotland and England which was cool. By this time it had started pouring and we were hungry but the first Services that we went into did not have any good food so ...
... In the gift shop, I was able to find tartans for a couple of my Scottish lines of descent. On my mother’s side I found the Geddes family, which has several different tartans. On my Fendall family line, I purchased refrigerator magnets for the Alexander line and the Bruce line.
Without trying to bore my readers, I will attempt to lay out some of this heritage to you, more for my personal information, and for my siblings and relatives reading this ...
... and family and another Sydney Bus called “Sydney” escorting us out of the city.
Nearly all of our technical problems are sorted with the overdrive, it will just be a matter of getting used to it. All the stores and kitchen equipment are now stowed. Every bunk has it's own reading lamp and the green gingham curtains are all hung. The decals are all painted to the outside and there is even a small Devon flag sticker in the front window.
... into the old mill with a victorious Ian in the rear. However, I was instead treated to a very up close and personal encounter with two hedgehogs! There is a Texas gate (which is a perfectly meaningless name to a Scot, but I can’t remember what they are called in Scotland) at the entrance to Millhouse. Two hedgehogs tried to cross the narrow grating and fell down inside. Ian had his gloves and wellies on, prepared for the rescue and a possible bite. Once he set them on the road, ...
... my Aunt Myra and her daughter Julie. Now we are visiting relatives on my Mum’s side – Isobel and Mary being on my Dad’s side. We are also hoping to see Aunt Joan – so both my Mum’s sisters – but Joan lives on Bute, a small island just off the coast, and the ever increasing wind strength puts in doubt the wisdom of taking the ferry across just to be stuck and unable to get back. We are meeting at Wemys Bay, where the ...