I remember staying at Ayr. We stayed in a B & B and on the last morning I phoned my mother and left my precious notebook with all contacts in it on a shelf by the phone.
When I realised I wrote to the B & B and just drew a map of where it was as I didn't know the address. I got the book back.
Potter, gardener, baker,cyclist, four grown up offspring,The Oily One,Daughter ,(The MD, who has "J" and Twins),The Wizzard Geek and The Carpenter. Battling with computer. Living with my beloved Pirate.
Now with website! www.gwynnethrixonceramics.co.uk
and also
http://www.flickr.com/photos/gzrixon/
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I remember staying at Ayr. We stayed in a B & B and on the last morning I phoned my mother and left my precious notebook with all contacts in it on a shelf by the phone.
When I realised I wrote to the B & B and just drew a map of where it was as I didn't know the address. I got the book back.
Ah. I do love a good old bridge. Or a good new bridge, really.
((o))
Lovely!
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