The Plough Hotel
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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... away in Central and South America during the last nine months.
We also had a few Christmas gifts, that we had bought in Scotland, that we needed to take to Finland.
Yesterday we bought a couple of boxes to post some of the non essential stuff back to New Zealand (once we have somewhere to live and an address). The boxes seemed a good size, a little bigger than a shoe box, and they had ...
... of our stuff to New Zealand. We bought a couple of boxes that could send up to 2kg each very cheaply.
The final shop in Melrose was the Woolen Mill where we managed to buy some gifts, but obviously can't give away more than that just in case somebody guesses what they're getting.
Walking back from the Woolen Mill, we passed Melrose Abbey which was looking nice. Last time ...
... Cafe but we won't because Kate and John are somewhere on route to join us and we must be there for their arrival.
Finally, we go to the bus stop to meet them in this tiny flea speck of a village, Kirk Yetholm, and are disappointed when the 4.35 bus arrives and they are not on it. Hardly surprising perhaps you may think that they set out from Stockholm around 3.45 am and have had to pass through Heathrow and ...
... make for happy tummies!) Debby, by the way, had scrambled eggs which were also okay.
By 9 o'clock, fortified and full of the joy that springs from knowing that everything is well in the breakfast world, we walking on a small road out of Morebattle contemplating our first significant hills for a while. Today we have only about 10 kms or so to go to Kirk Yetholm, but we tackle three peaks along the way. These peaks looming ahead of ...
... it must have seemed when it was abandoned.
C from northern Afghanistan joined us for Hadrian's Wall with her sister R. Odd how all these Afghanistan friends suddenly saw fit to join us on the PW, the toughest stretch of our trip... We had dinner together in Haltwhistle, a town which fervently declares itself the geographical centre of Britain - a reminder of how far we ...