We didn’t have either a Crown Inn burger with cheese and bacon or Ribs.
I think this might be a first since ’97.
But it’s ok as I could still play with beer mats and found the whole journey!
Digging and rolling and running…
Southampton Pride happened, it’s weird hearing people say it’s the first one when you remember the last one…
There was a flying dog jumping for a balloon.
And a sign that wanted commas, or at least rewording.
It prompted a few questions:
Why would you disable an alarm?
Is it discrimination to only employ disabled people as your alarm staff?
What do alarm staff do?
Do you have to pay staff extra to enter the toilet?
Why can’t multi national companies write better signs?
So we went for a long walk, apparently it’s unfair as I get to sit down…
But it’s fascinating watching someone oscillating between tired, ouchy, grumpy and hungry to “ooh it’s a charmeleon” excited bouncing!
only one more night sailing.
The last day of the holiday. Some sorting (so people are proud, and I can be organised.)
Some sewing, or at least looking at the cat.
And some presents from far away.
When your friend tells you that drowsies are rare…
That’s when you remember cultural differences!