The tooth got worse and worse. Clearly it was beyond paracetamol and ibuprofen, and I didn’t think I should drive at all, much less all the way to Somerset. I tried to find a dentist, but I couldn’t find anywhere that would treat a non-patient. Apparently there is an emergency dentist in Telford, but they weren’t answering the phone, and when I took a taxi there I found I was…
Leave!
On Thursday morning we went to Iron Bridge, the first arch bridge in the world to be built of cast iron, in 1779. In the evening, my toothache got much worse. I spent the night waking up with the pain, whimpering until I could safely take another painkiller, then checking the referendum results-so-far while I waited for the painkiller to kick in. It did not make me happier. This result…
Attingham Park
I don’t get a huge amount of use out of my National Trust membership, what with living in the Canary Islands, but I do like to visit a National Trust property when I can. So went to Attingham Park, a stately home near Telford. It’s gorgeous. And huge. We didn’t have time to go around much of the grounds (400 acres, if memory serves!) but we did go around the…
On holiday
I’ve escaped for 10 days before the summer guiding rush. On Sunday morning I flew to Tenerife and spent a pleasant afternoon and evening, mostly in the hotel room. I took a nap and caught up with email. For lunch, we found a nearby Irish bar called Grandee O’Donnell that was serving Sunday roasts. It was damn good! So we went back for dinner (also good) and a little karaoke….
My story on the web!
My story “These Eyes” is up on Collidor at http://www.realityskimming.com/update/2016/6/14/these-eyes-story-6-of-collidor-series I love the art work! They’ll be publishing an interview with me later. UPDATE: Commentry on the story at http://www.realityskimming.com/update/2016/6/15/connections-these-eyes
Disappointment and consolation
Some time ago I was asked to keep June 11th free for an excursion with a VIP visitor. Then on Monday I saw on the internet that Stephen Hawking was coming to La Palma on the Britannia on Saturday June 11th. My heart started pounding. After a bit I decided it was silly to eat my fingernails, so I phoned the travel agent. Well the plan had been for me…