Postby Rayge » 23 Oct 2017, 21:54
We just got back from five nights away, the first and last staying with old pal phil in Cardiff, middle three in the lighthouse-keeper's cottages at Nash Point on the South Wales coast, looking across the Bristol Channel to north Devon. It was hired by the wife of an old school pal to celebrate his 70th, as well as my 69th and his youngest son's 29th, managed to gather together four of his five children and three out of five grandchildren (ranging from 3 months to 23) as well as a motley collection of pals, Clive's twin sister (also celebrating her 70th, natch) and her husband, both of whom I knew well in the 60s, but have not seen for 20 years, and a couple of psycho bitches, Milly and Ginny, who had to be kept apart because they fought one another on sight, while Scrap snoozed, above it all.
There was some big fun: huge vegetarian feasts (although no other veggies there but me and Thang-y), cakes, blowy walks along the clifftops (we felt the full force of Storm Brian, 75mph south-westerly gusts straight off the Atlantic, which on one occasion whisked two £20 notes out of my top pocket and led to some merry stoned chases across the cottage gardens - both notes retrieved after about 5 minutes hilarity), lots of hash and skunk, and wine and beer for those not disadvantaged like myself in that regard, dominoes, reminiscences, loads of photos, a tour of the lighthouse and a full-blown spillikins tourney. Mild downside was no wi-fi, but didn't miss it save in resolving the odd doctrinal dispute, and checking the rules of games.
Fine times (with a few down patches), but glad to be home to the humdrum.
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