Lost in bristol

Saturday was a long day for the boys.it started well with a leisurely breakfast and an enjoyable and meandering cycle to sixth of Bristol to meet godmother nanda for lunch
She proved appropriately able to converse about the technical aspects of bike wheels and armed alex with serious amounts of panforte and chocolate for the journey
Meanwhile we walked up the beautiful Glastonbury tor and Isobel explored the hip pier aspect of westncountry life in the world peace garden
We wre trying to discourage from continuing to drink from the waters of the well of tranquility. It doesn't smell too good

A swift visit to the gardens of tynetesfeld house, something of a Victorian monstrosity but with fab kitchen gardens
The big excitement was the arrival at the yha which really was a Norman castle and completely magical
Isobel was beside herself with excitement and tore round the gardens in the dark most of the evening with two other girls

Meanwhile we dressed up for the medieavel banquet (yes it really was and we ate with our fingers)and waited for the boys

....who had got very lost round Bristol and didn't arrive till seven thirty - one of then,ingest days yet.

Alex greeting to me 'what are you wearing mum?' admittedly it was a green velvet curtain
But I digress

So a very jolly evening of wine and song and made some new friends and we even had a rom that was big enough to walk around in
All in all a wonderful experience

Now it is Sunday morning and we saw the boys off to uncertain weather and starting to look a bit tired. Thankfully. After tonight at the yha at clun we will be going to the hotel og john and jester a tow night rest

Sadly we have to drop dom off at Bristol parkway shortly. But he has managed to have the biggest low and the high with us so far so he has a sassier of our life on the road...,,
T