Three Horseshoes Hotel, Rugby
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... Thanks for following along, it's been fun and gratifying to know friends and family have been on the trip with us.
Many have commented it was "the trip of a lifetime". Well, yes... but we hope not, more one of our trips during our lifetime. We're already thinking about where to go next.
Midge and David
pifactory3142 at gmail.com
... in animal pyjamas. Lions and tigers and bears. Ohhhh my... The quiz was entertaining. I did not do as well as I hoped. There were four teams. Three of them made of groups and one that consisted of just me because I wanted to see how much I knew on my own. Admittedly this isn't the best strategy for making friends. After the quiz we went on the bar crawl, but I decided not to drink. I got to know everyone but they went ...
... it was a bit pricy to get in we opted for some photos outside before a coffee. The children and I then punted Jason so we could do a spot of birthday shopping for dad. We found a few surprises for him, 1 from Marks and Spencer, as you do! We had to get Jason to leave again when we got back to our hotel so we could wrap the presents.
We relaxed at the hotel, playing cards, reading and doing a bit ...
... possibly Stratford-Upon-Avon tomorrow.
Love and smiles,
PS The full cooked English breakfast at the hotel was incredible- complete with cereal, porridge, toast, pastries, fruit, yogurt, juices, 2 types of eggs, 2 types of sausages, mushrooms, tomatoes, baked beans, hash browns, fried bread and black pudding! Jason and George tried the black pudding-Jase didn't rate it, but George quite liked it!
PPS It was once again warm and sunny ...
... saw him once subsequently with his first wife who died shortly after ( no connection). He subsequently met and married Chris but had a stroke which has severely affected one side. Also coming for the night ia another of our friends from the climbing club, so we are really looking forward to this get together. The talk didn't stop until the wee hours, assisted by numerous bottles of wine, Michael being an oenophile, there was another bottle for the least reason. I slept ...