busy day
Today we went to Swansea. And back. To pick up a broken synth from a very nice man.
We left our house at 8:20 this morning, and arrived in Swansea at 12:05. Which isn’t too bad, seeing as there was a rail replacement coach between Cardiff and Swansea.
We spent the afternoon bimbling around Oystermouth and the Mumbles. We had the nicest icecream ever, at Joe’s Icecream Parlour. Seriously, if you happen to find yourself anywhere near one of these parlours, do indulge.
The journey back was nowhere near as pleasant: we left Swansea at 16:45 and arrived home at 22:02. Again, the journey was lengthened by the Swansea-Cardiff section being traversed by coach. Just outside Didcot in Oxfordshire, there was a long wait whilst a trackside fatality was dealt with by the British Transport Police. We should have been home by 20:45. I suppose, in the circumstances, we should be grateful that we were able to return home at all. Someone didn’t…
Mogret, of course, was most put out: she dislikes changes in routine and we were not there to open the cat food for her. I swear she was on the verge of reporting us to the RSPCA for cruelty. She has now eaten and flounced off to sleep on our bed. Which we should also do. Minus the flouncing: I’m too tired to flounce tonight.