Wot, no cheese???

Phewwwwwwwwwwwwwww!! Well,, gawd, need a weekend away to get over me weekend away!!!

Arrived at Ma's to find Dad gibbering and cracking under the pressure of keeping her weekend away a secret....then a 30 minute discussion between me and sis as to who should drive and who should navigate.... um.. came to the conclusion that since we both had the mutant gene of not being able to tell our right from our left..... it wouldn't matter anyhoo cos when one of us said right the other would turn left, but that would be ok cos the one who said right would have meant left anyway.........

And having spent daaaaaaaaaays going round in circles..... ok maybe not days maybe minutes or 50!!! we finally found our hotel which was very...really..amazingly...quite green..... shock!! Would have helped if they'd blinkin told us mind you.... couldn't for the life of us work out how the darn lights worked... looked all over the shop, tried anything and everything, fumbling around in the dark...... til the light dawned and we realized that you had to put yer little opening door card thingy, into a slot to have the lights on.... not obvious now, is it!!! Darn good though cos it means that when you leave the room you have to take your card with you or find yourself blubbing to the Concierge... and so lights aren't left on.. clever eh????

Had a groovy afternoon wandering round the market, nicked a design on how to make me own wigwam... project no302... decided probably me and sis punting me Ma about the Cam was not the most sensible ideas, long pole, deep water...hmmmm......crashed for a bit then went out to dinner! And who should I spy, but one of me favs, Rory Mcgarth or however you spell his name, fluffy man, jovial, beard, QI, grumpy ol men, any bells ringing??? Said I'd love an autograph but since he was eating out, thought it was a tad rude to go disturbing him..... pootled off to the ladies, came back to see......my Ma.... sat next to him, blushing and giggling like a school gal.... and worse, him, blushing and giggling back!!!!!!

Sooooooo I went up to her and tried to grab her jacket to pull her away and she saiiidd.

"Ohhh this is Kate!!"
And Rory stood up like a real gent and said hi, where did I come from and I said...
" Um...er..."
Mum filled in and he said
"Oh what are you doing here when you have that fantastic Pub The Bell and Steel Yard!" He knows me little village well!!!
and I said..
"Um..er..."
Mum filled in...*sigh*
he was really nice and so friendly..anway, I got ma back to her seat and we left him be.... I asked her what she'd said to make him giggle and chat so friendly like?
"Well, dear, I just said, hello Rory would you like to make 2 young ladies very happy tonight?"

Give me strength...

I thought I'd best text Ol find out how he was coping with all the kiddies, and I got the reply...
"All safely tucked up, 2 in the sideboard, 4 in the purple shed and 4 in the big shed...." um....er..... penny dropped, he'd just got me text asking bout the chooks......

Spent Sunday wafting round the river, lovely lunch then the nightmarish journey trying to find our way outta Cambridge.... the signs say "All routes..->" well it isn't all routes, is it.. if it was all routes they'd be one road, wouldn't there, and not 10,000 all shooting off all over the place....

Still the M1 wasn't too bad.... and once we realized we were heading towards the North of the country we screeched round and headed back.... stoopid road signs.... stoopid M roads... now I remember why I rarely leave Suffolk...tisn't for the not wanting to, tis cos of the completely crap roads signs and lack of llama filling stations.......