Tuesday, 28 October 2008

Top of the morning to you

Here we are on our Gap Year with a difference, we stay in one country and don't share rooms in a hostel with fifteen Australians. We have found a bijou love nest in a rather nice town, a bit like Lytham except that there is the odd resident under eighty.



I have turned into a 1950s housewife, I devote my days to domestic goddess type duties in a kitchen the size of a postage stamp. At about 5pm I apply a light dusting of make up and put a ribbon in my hair to await the arrival of the man of the house. When he gets in I try not to bore him with trivialities about my day I take an active interest in what he has to say and then put my floral pinny on and quietly serve him something award winning for tea. (yeah) In reality, we live in a small house over here and there is nowhere for him to get away from me! Ha.


My kitchen


Last weekend we went to Belfast for two nights as Alan and Sue had come over. We had a splendid time and an amount of guinness was drunk, not by me, my bladder couldnt have coped with a pint of guinness (or a pint of anything come to think of it) I had a sweet sherry. On Saturday we went on the bus tour which was really good, and brave souls that we are we went upstairs on the open top bus. After that more guinness and another sweet sherry. On Saturday night we went to Paul Rankin's restaurant Roscoffs Brasserie which was rather yummy. After that more guinness and another sweet sherry. We forgot about the clocks going back so were up quite early on the Sunday, whereas Sue and Alan remembered and had a lie in.



Today which is 1 November and The Irish Rovers hired a car. We set off in our trusty Ford Fiesta to Castlewallan and partook in the local soda bread, bacon and sausage butty. It is now 6.10pm and we are still not hungry.


Castlewallan is very pretty and has a country park which we walked round to try and work off the soda bread butty. Piccy of me in the country park. The other piccy is of Just William tree climbing.





We than travelled further afield to Newcastle, a seaside town, nothing like the Newcastle we know! It is very pretty.



Me at the seaside The promenade at Newcastle