Welsh Rabbit

Here we are crossing into Wales. I haven't been on the New Bridge before. It was lovely but it cost £5.10. The accountant in me says collecting and counting all those
10ps will cost more than the net amount collected in 10ps. Still it's a French company so who cares.
In case you're interested it's 3.5 miles long. I think that's very long for a bridge and therefore very clever.

So Wales.
It's many a long year since I went to Wales but I was encouraged by the lovely pictures on Murph's blog - (which won't obviously be on this page but they're there somewhere) and the fact that rain wasn't forecast. In a previous life when I was in Wales, it rained everyday and it was early closing everyday and there were a lot of sheep everywhere.

This time the sun shone and the sky was blue with fluffy little clouds and there were no more sheep than one expects.

Of course when we arrived at our hotel the room wasn't ready. This caused Himself great consternation as kickoff was 3pm. At 2.55 to he sent me to chivvy up the chambermaid, while he consoled himself with a pint at the bar.

Two minutes later he's at the door throwing the poor girl out and me in. I heard her descend the stairs snorting and confiding in the receptionist that we were obviously only there for a dirty weekend and couldn't wait to get started. As if?!

Sadly the match, if you didn't watch it, was singularly turgid and uninspirational but even worse Chelsea (hissss) scored in extra time. This was despite the fact Himself was wearing his lucky shirt, lucky jeans, lucky boxers, lucky socks and lucky scarf. And I'd packed the lucky beer and the lucky crisps and nuts.

We emerged from the room with very long faces to go for a walk. The receptionist noting our miserable expressions obviously thought the earth hadn't moved for us. We went for a walk along the sea wall and that's us - **aahhhh**

So more about Wales.
My blog friend Chocolate Drop
doesn't like tethered horses and neither do I. There are lots and lots in Wales. About every 100 yards / metres. Not one had any water and they could easily have wondered into the road. There is also a great deal of fly tipping and I wasn't impressed with that either.
Also, the tide was out. Not just out but absent. I think it was on its hols cos it wasn't there. (I don't know what the sea wall was for)

However I was impressed with the people who were, without exception, the friendliest, funniest and most helpful bunch that I've met in a long time.

The hotel in which we stayed, the Inn at the Elm Tree, had one of the best restaurants I have ever eaten in. The food was not only superb it was reasonably priced, the service was great, the menu was extensive and it was freshly cooked. I really want to be a restaurant / hotel critic.

On Sunday we went to the Valleys where a former colleague of Himself is now a biggerwig with the Constabulary there. I told him about the tethered horses, the fly tipping and the tide but he told me that they shoot tourists who complain and to have another drinky - so I did.