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The night before
School's out, work is on pause and the cottage industry is closed for Christmas. It's finally here after months of waiting and we're all beside ourselves with excitement.
The bags are packed (with space to spare thanks to Annette's frugal choice of clothes) and we have even managed to find room for Ellie much to Esther's relief.
We've got so many exciting new experiences ahead of us crammed into a 7 week trip. South East Asia here we come!
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Morning of NY
... of being late especially where aviation is concerned, would be a little rattled by the little woman at our service and should by default be reassuring us that we will catch the flight no matter what, I tried to go into the bedroom to reassure her. It was too late. Stress had hit her face like a wet gibbon and all I could do was match that with a moan about the transporter woman who had brought so much cheer to our doorstep. We arrived at Malc and Ce's met by ...
Liverpool.....Yeh, Yeh, Yeh
... to contend with cancelled trains and major crowds. Upper lips remained stiffened, however, and beyond some chaos and misinformation, all remained calm. We fully expected to have to remain in Bath another night and forego our Liverpool hotel reservation. Through some major luck, we heard that one train was going to get through, and although we didn’t have reservations, we threw caution to the wind, jumped onboard in hopes that we wouldn’t be ...
Liverpool is way cool :-)
... which was quite interesting. The Liverpool accent is something you need to hear first hand it's bizarre throw in booze and you might as well be listening to another language. Went back to the local haunt for a few warm ups and a couple of games of pool. We then ended up at the cock and bottle. The owner lady heard my accent and then went on to introduce us to everyone then got me to sing men at work's land down under on ...
Easy day =)
... walk to the duck pond.
We must have walked about an hour or so, and since it was Uncle Daves golf day we went back home to relax for a little while. I ended up curling up on the couch, watching "You've got mail" while I booked my train/ hostels for Scotland. I also met Emily (Ians wife, aka Aunty Edith and Uncle Daves eldest sons wife....lol), since she popped by the house quickly to say hello.
Aunty Edith was really kind and took me to the ...