The Highway Inn
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- Conference facilities
- Non-smoking hotel
- Banquet room
- Breakfast Available
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... where there were horses and cows and even sheep. We were then dropped of at the bus station and waited for our cousins to pick us up and then he arrived and took us to his new home and straight away my three cousins said to my brother you are so tall and all they wanted to do was hang out with him and I thought to my self actually it's good being the younger one now I could relax since I had jet lag. I was shown around the ...
... ice for her ankle and bandaged her knee up, told her to take ibuprofen and stay off it. She was good at following directions.
Pembroke had their first "BBQ" for dinner tonight - hamburgers, hotdogs, BBQ chicken, coleslaw, and ice cream. It was disgusting. No offense to Pembroke - I appreciate the attempt at a BBQ. But BBQs require things like seasoning, and decent meat, and grilling, and such. The hotdog was so nasty that I only ate half of ...
Off to visit a wonderful garden at Hidcote. A series of garden rooms, each with it's own identity. We ran about through the hedges admiring the borders had a picnic on the lawn, played croquet. Overwhelming actually, trying to remember it all. We played tennis in the rain and admired the veg. A hunt for the queen bee and coffee and cake in the blistering heat. Each space had a separate wonder of it's own. Secret passages through the willow tree and carved hedges ...
... Cue waterworks. And then I hugged Polly, and Ruth, and Tom W., and Kate, and Emma, and Tom E., and Nancy, and Dan, and Adam, and then hugged everyone again, because everytime I made up my mind to leave I would make eye contact with one of them and think about how they've been such great friends this summer and all the fun we've had working and playing together and how I won't see them for perhaps a year and I'd start crying again, and then one of them would give me a ...
... my own couldn't been here to nurse me to health, my friend, and I now consider her to be my sister. She's the one who held my hair when ill from food poisoning, the one who hugged me when I broke down about missing home and also the one who gave me my first shot of tequila and the one who laughs when I fall and again its one of those moment that if I look back to when I first met her, back then I would never have imagined that she was to become one of the ...