Tag Archives: Rothesay

Not Being That Guy

I think Pipey is arranging these early starts to punish us, we headed to Wemyss Bay in the grey morning light for our rendezvous with a ferry for our second trip overseas. Thankfully the bus was only an hour late. I personally owe Rothesay an apology from last year and don’t intent to be that guy this year. Continue reading Not Being That Guy

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Atmospheric Bute

I’d like to offer my sincere apologies to the Chieftain: a can of lager hastily hidden to preserve decorum, treacherously upended itself as I marched past making it look as though I was urinating on my right foot. Sorry! However I’m getting ahead of myself.

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The Scottish Riviera, by the way

We usually just take the bus to the ferry then it’s up to Hazel to count heads and give us all tickets. However this year we are taking the bus with us to save all the hassle at the end of the day when all the bags, cases, Event Shelters and inebriates have to be ported
back to the harbour. It’s a great idea for a possibly wet day. Continue reading The Scottish Riviera, by the way