A long weekend in London to take in some cricket, sights and restaurants did not quite go to plan as the weather gods continued to plague our time away from Scouse.
We had rain in Barbados, more rain in the Seychelles and even more rain, but colder, in Mauritius. Why should we not be surprised then when the first day of the test match at Lords was rained off without a ball being bowled?
This was the first full day wash out for 17 years and I suspect we were there for that one too. 1963 seems a long time ago since my first visit. Next year the Australians visit in what will be my 56th year. I wrote this piece in 2013
So when it rains at Lords all roads lead to Crockers where we met old friends and got squiffy. Next day we got caught in the mother of all storms on the SouthBank and got soaked so all in all the sightseeing did not go too well either.
We did manage a couple of good meals though. The first was in the Quality Chop House at the Farringdon end of Exmouth Market, the other was at old favorite, Langans, where the food seemed better than I remember it.
The hotel was not up to much but we did end the trip with cocktails in The Booking Office in the Conrad Renaissance at St Pancras Station.
No time for Grandkids, London branch as they are in Bulgarialand at the moment, but hot off the press they are moving to Switzeland at the end of the month where Mrs Bulgaria has got a new job. Number one son is sticking in there and going as well, with his firm keeping him on as a contractor. Watch this space for more news of their new adventure.
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Tuesday, 14 August 2018
Friday, 31 July 2015
Birkenhead Brewery
Another month slips by, and a very strange one it was, certainly from the weather perspective. It was scorching hot early on which made people wonder why they went abroad all the time. Then it went wet, wild and cold, and we all realised why we go abroad.
Unfortunately the overseas market has been literally blown out of the water in the aftermath of the Tunisia beach massacre, and add to that the critical situation surrounding ferry and train travel from France and it is no fun being a holidaymaker at the moment. SWMBO and her family are off on their Clampitts holiday to Egypt in a couple of weeks and Tim has just had two weeks in Bulgaria mso some of the family will see some sand, sea and sangria.
The football and rugby season's are soon upon us, and the death of Peter O'Sullevan this week has netted the Twickenham RFC steward a pretty penny in the death list lottery. Free pint from Dennis then!
Golf continues at a pace as I am still in two knockout competitions which have entered their quarter final stages, and there are five seniors matches still to play. Wallasey hosted the Carris Trophy a couple of weeks ago which is the U16 English strokeplay competition. Some of the players were very accomplished, and with Jose Maria Olazabal and Justin Rose as previous winners there may well be a future tour pro or two in the field.
The Ashes test series has been a bit up and down. We went to the Saturday at Lord's by train. That made it a ling day, and the cricket was probably some of the dullest in the series so far. At £100 per ticket we are going to think seriously about continuing the tradition. it would be a hard one to make as SWMBO and I have been going for nigh on 25 years, and I first went with my Dad in 1962 and have not missed many Saturday's ever since.
I am taking my mate Peter to Old Trafford in August for a day night 50 over game, Lancs v Glamorgan and that's £19 a ticket. It will be his first live match so looking forward to it.
We ended the month in style last night when we went to the Peerless Brewery pop up pub. All their ales and stouts were £2 a pint and one of Kierans friends, Ross, just back from Hong Kong, was on a mission to have a pint of all eight draught beers available. Good on him
So fairly routine in July, I wonder what August will have to offer.
Unfortunately the overseas market has been literally blown out of the water in the aftermath of the Tunisia beach massacre, and add to that the critical situation surrounding ferry and train travel from France and it is no fun being a holidaymaker at the moment. SWMBO and her family are off on their Clampitts holiday to Egypt in a couple of weeks and Tim has just had two weeks in Bulgaria mso some of the family will see some sand, sea and sangria.
The football and rugby season's are soon upon us, and the death of Peter O'Sullevan this week has netted the Twickenham RFC steward a pretty penny in the death list lottery. Free pint from Dennis then!
Golf continues at a pace as I am still in two knockout competitions which have entered their quarter final stages, and there are five seniors matches still to play. Wallasey hosted the Carris Trophy a couple of weeks ago which is the U16 English strokeplay competition. Some of the players were very accomplished, and with Jose Maria Olazabal and Justin Rose as previous winners there may well be a future tour pro or two in the field.
The Ashes test series has been a bit up and down. We went to the Saturday at Lord's by train. That made it a ling day, and the cricket was probably some of the dullest in the series so far. At £100 per ticket we are going to think seriously about continuing the tradition. it would be a hard one to make as SWMBO and I have been going for nigh on 25 years, and I first went with my Dad in 1962 and have not missed many Saturday's ever since.
I am taking my mate Peter to Old Trafford in August for a day night 50 over game, Lancs v Glamorgan and that's £19 a ticket. It will be his first live match so looking forward to it.
We ended the month in style last night when we went to the Peerless Brewery pop up pub. All their ales and stouts were £2 a pint and one of Kierans friends, Ross, just back from Hong Kong, was on a mission to have a pint of all eight draught beers available. Good on him
So fairly routine in July, I wonder what August will have to offer.
Monday, 26 March 2012
Sofia so good....
Chiswicks best kept secret, our youngest grandaughter, Sofia, is now at the crawling stage, so we took a trip over to the flat on Friday to see her in motion.
She seems happy with herself and ambles around in a very contented way smiling at anybody whose eye she can catch. She is about eight months old now and I suspect she will soon be climbing the furniture to strengthen her legs prior to taking those first unstable steps.
At that stage, all the artifacts at floor level and probably up to about three feet of the ground will need to be moved out of reach as the wrecking ball into which babies transform, will be more than able to search and destroy.
It will be interesting what her first words will be. With a Bulgarian mother and grandmother in residence it may be something Eastern European which will probably sound like mamma or pappa any which way and no doubt she will be multi-lingual like her parents are.
It is strange that number one son has found his home in Chiswick at a time when I have vacated, but at least we know our way round when we visit.
Sofia was baptised in the local Russian Orthodox church whose vibrant powder blue spire can be viewed from the M4. The inside of the church did not have the same finish although the standard icons did cover the back wall of the church.
The dunking took place downstairs in a giant plunge bath and I am not surprised Sofia came out screaming her head off, the water was icy cold.
We hope she will soon be able to visit Scouseland and meet the human dynamo who is Ava. Give them both eighteen years (max) and they will be taking the pubs and clubs of England by storm....lock up your son's time!
She seems happy with herself and ambles around in a very contented way smiling at anybody whose eye she can catch. She is about eight months old now and I suspect she will soon be climbing the furniture to strengthen her legs prior to taking those first unstable steps.
At that stage, all the artifacts at floor level and probably up to about three feet of the ground will need to be moved out of reach as the wrecking ball into which babies transform, will be more than able to search and destroy.
It will be interesting what her first words will be. With a Bulgarian mother and grandmother in residence it may be something Eastern European which will probably sound like mamma or pappa any which way and no doubt she will be multi-lingual like her parents are.
It is strange that number one son has found his home in Chiswick at a time when I have vacated, but at least we know our way round when we visit.
Sofia was baptised in the local Russian Orthodox church whose vibrant powder blue spire can be viewed from the M4. The inside of the church did not have the same finish although the standard icons did cover the back wall of the church.
The dunking took place downstairs in a giant plunge bath and I am not surprised Sofia came out screaming her head off, the water was icy cold.
We hope she will soon be able to visit Scouseland and meet the human dynamo who is Ava. Give them both eighteen years (max) and they will be taking the pubs and clubs of England by storm....lock up your son's time!
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