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I have had the most wonderful holiday in Ireland. Long time since I was up on the wild west coast and had forgotten how beautiful and friendly it is.
Luton Airport was a pain.....I set off the blasted alarms again but this time the ones that require a woman to be brought to investigate bits of my body in a way that took me back to fumbling teenage boys trying to act as if they knew what they were doing.
She had a jolly good feel all over and then said she would have to feel all around the seams and cups of my bra...what bra?....asks I....If I am flying Ryanair I don't take anything deemed unnecessary and that Michael may decide to charge extra for.
Then I'll have to feel all around the seams of your waistband...says the uniformed woman.....What waistband?...asks I.....I'm sixty three...long time since I saw a waist so why should I want to band it? I wear floatly trousers that float around til they find somewhere to settle....sadly not on a waist these days. She had a fidget anyway. I think she liked me.
Now show me the soles of your feet...says the lady who is running out of things to feel....I'm not awfully big....
Well...says I....they're only size two so there won't be much there, but look away.....as I tottered in an undignified manner on one leg...That second Guinness in the bar was a mistake.
Dennis...who was waiting patiently...he never sets off alarms...says they would be looking for taped on razor blades...???? I have enough trouble keeping upright on size twos without taping flipping razor blades to my feet...but heyho...she let me through....I decided not to mention knitting needles to her...she'd had her fun...so I waited...just long enough for Dennis to relax and figure I couldn't be any more bother........then I asked a security guard about very long knitting needles on flights......☻
Off for a soak in the seaweed I lugged home to put in the bath....
All well?
Nice to be back....well niceish....Gx
Luton Airport was a pain.....I set off the blasted alarms again but this time the ones that require a woman to be brought to investigate bits of my body in a way that took me back to fumbling teenage boys trying to act as if they knew what they were doing.
She had a jolly good feel all over and then said she would have to feel all around the seams and cups of my bra...what bra?....asks I....If I am flying Ryanair I don't take anything deemed unnecessary and that Michael may decide to charge extra for.
Then I'll have to feel all around the seams of your waistband...says the uniformed woman.....What waistband?...asks I.....I'm sixty three...long time since I saw a waist so why should I want to band it? I wear floatly trousers that float around til they find somewhere to settle....sadly not on a waist these days. She had a fidget anyway. I think she liked me.
Now show me the soles of your feet...says the lady who is running out of things to feel....I'm not awfully big....
Well...says I....they're only size two so there won't be much there, but look away.....as I tottered in an undignified manner on one leg...That second Guinness in the bar was a mistake.
Dennis...who was waiting patiently...he never sets off alarms...says they would be looking for taped on razor blades...???? I have enough trouble keeping upright on size twos without taping flipping razor blades to my feet...but heyho...she let me through....I decided not to mention knitting needles to her...she'd had her fun...so I waited...just long enough for Dennis to relax and figure I couldn't be any more bother........then I asked a security guard about very long knitting needles on flights......☻
Off for a soak in the seaweed I lugged home to put in the bath....
All well?
Nice to be back....well niceish....Gx
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The people at Birmingham airport thought I had something taped to my upper body when I was flying home - was just beading on my top, silly really...they never questioned it when it was in my bag when I left Edinburgh.
Glad to see you back though Gness and I can't wait to hear about your travels
Queenie x
Glad to see you back though Gness and I can't wait to hear about your travels
Queenie x
That was nice...washing clothes and eating now....I think...if I can find something to prick and ping.
Thank you for the welcome back.
Yes, I left the airport...glad to see the back of me I think...and landed at Knock airport to the Ryanair fanfare. I like Ryanair.
Won't visit the Knock shrine having been dragged there to repent year after year...bloody nuns everywhere... but made our way to Westport, Ummm ....land of my maternal forebears. Are you Sligo? I have relatives there too.
A great town is Wesport, Pixie...one I would recommend for the craic, the music and the scenery. And Matt Maloys bar. Dishy barman who plays the banjo.
What has really struck me this visit is the cleanliness. I only visited two cities briefly so it may be different there but the towns and villages are beautiful. There is no litter....none...such pride in the tidiness of their environment.
The tax on carrier bags in shops has had a terrific effect....bring it on here....there was just no litter and people kept the area around their houses and businesses so clean.
Except for Lisdoon..bloody...varna...awful place. However desperate you are for a mate...avoid Lisdoonvarna!
Thank you for the welcome back.
Yes, I left the airport...glad to see the back of me I think...and landed at Knock airport to the Ryanair fanfare. I like Ryanair.
Won't visit the Knock shrine having been dragged there to repent year after year...bloody nuns everywhere... but made our way to Westport, Ummm ....land of my maternal forebears. Are you Sligo? I have relatives there too.
A great town is Wesport, Pixie...one I would recommend for the craic, the music and the scenery. And Matt Maloys bar. Dishy barman who plays the banjo.
What has really struck me this visit is the cleanliness. I only visited two cities briefly so it may be different there but the towns and villages are beautiful. There is no litter....none...such pride in the tidiness of their environment.
The tax on carrier bags in shops has had a terrific effect....bring it on here....there was just no litter and people kept the area around their houses and businesses so clean.
Except for Lisdoon..bloody...varna...awful place. However desperate you are for a mate...avoid Lisdoonvarna!
Hi Minty...you've been in the wars, I gather. I managed to look in once or twice but no-one likes to let me use their laptop things. I know I have blown one up and scuppered the one I was using when I was house sitting for friends but really! Are you well now?
Lisdoonvarna is the pits. So much hype on holiday programmes and I have long wanted to visit but it was awful. Avoid it at all costs. Not even worth the novelty value and as far from Irish as....well, everything! A septic boil on the bum of the Burren!!!
The Burren! Now there's a place to sing about....magical...bliss....wild and beautiful.
Lisdoonvarna is the pits. So much hype on holiday programmes and I have long wanted to visit but it was awful. Avoid it at all costs. Not even worth the novelty value and as far from Irish as....well, everything! A septic boil on the bum of the Burren!!!
The Burren! Now there's a place to sing about....magical...bliss....wild and beautiful.
v nice, Tilly, just half a dozen people, one of whom turned out to be my osteopath's dad. Not really a formal dinner, more a sort of continuing buffet of Norman goodies brought back by the hostess when she was there recently: lots of cidre-camembert and other intriguing cheeses, salads with lovely dressings and oodles of calvados. Yum.
Discussion points were msotly about local planning applications, so I'll spare you the details.
Discussion points were msotly about local planning applications, so I'll spare you the details.
Re my knitting on a plane. I asked the security guy if it was okay to knit on a plane. Yes, of course...he said! Oh the excitement! Well for me anyway. Dennis wasn't thrilled either way....he was just willing me to sit down and shut up.
As long as your needles aren't more than 6 centimeters long...added the now not so nice security guy.
6 centimeters!!!...I wailed....I'm knitting a blanket for heaven's sake. Where on earth would you find knitting needles 6 centimeters long? Do you know anything about knitting, young man? Are you having a laugh? My friend, 237SJ says I can knit on a plane....are you disagreeing with her?
Yes, Madam...I am...he replied.
I did a crossword instead...:-(
As long as your needles aren't more than 6 centimeters long...added the now not so nice security guy.
6 centimeters!!!...I wailed....I'm knitting a blanket for heaven's sake. Where on earth would you find knitting needles 6 centimeters long? Do you know anything about knitting, young man? Are you having a laugh? My friend, 237SJ says I can knit on a plane....are you disagreeing with her?
Yes, Madam...I am...he replied.
I did a crossword instead...:-(
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