Move over Bridget........

By SuzStuff

A walk round 'our' estate

lovely lie in with a cup of tea and the first of many biscuits. Odd waking up staring at a stained glass window (the bedroom we chose is a mezzanine bedroom with a glass balcony). We decided on a stroll around the estate as the advert mentioned a lake and private beach - although getting to the beach was not for the elderly or infirm (friends - just think it, don't say it!!! ;o). Found the lake just outside the church - hadn't noticed it before as it had been drained so not as picturesque as it could be. Back inside we decided on a bacon sarnie but remembered we had no butter but on reading the welcome book found there was a local shop just outside the estate. Off I went.......to be faced with a fridge containing unbranded 'buttery spread' (50p), stork margerine....do people really eat that still?? ......or lard. Imagining the reception I'd receive if I took any of the above back, I noticed (behind a solitary pack of cheese) a pack of butter......even after 24 hours out of the fridge it barely spread!!

In the afternoon I went for a wander with my camera and found the cliff top walk. In hindsight the fact it is called a cliff top walk should have highlighted the fact the beach was not just an issue for the elderly and infirm - I think it would have given Bear Gryls a run for his money. No wonder the beach is private - only rock climbers can get to it. Still it was a nice walk along the cliff top.

Initial plan for the evening was a trip to a nearby pub with great food reveiws.......in reality after snuggling in front of the fire watching a naff film we decided pizza from Tescos was a better option!!

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