An early start for TSH and Diva, who were meeting other family members in Beaumaris. So no kick-off English breakfast before setting off. So Diva was looking forward to the canapes and drinks which would doubtless be on offer on the promised boat trip. But trips round Puffin Island turned out not to be like that. Tiny boat, minimal safety drill, no torches and absolutely no drinks or canapes. And the only dog on board sat next to Diva.
The trip was rough in places and the island was shrouded in mist for part of the time. The driver kept saying he had never known the weather like this. So Diva did the trip in freak weather conditions. But it was possible to see porpoises (the best bit), seals, the rare black guillemot and one puffin (Diva missed this one because of keeping a wary eye on the dog).
The entry into Beaumaris started badly when the car was cut up at the entry to the car park and Diva said a rude word. And the in-laws were in the next car and can lip-read. And told Diva what she had said.
Diva ordered a salad lunch to be healthy but when it arrived it was mainly meat. Which was great but not the healthy option. TSH continued his global comparison of Coronation Chicken baked potatoes.
After lunch, everybody walked around Beaumaris Castle, where the two grannies (Diva is a kind of honorary granny in spite of not being old enough) tried to keep the young one happy in his push chair. Partial success on this one.
Booking into the hotel (well, Premier Inn, but at least they do what it says on the tin) was not TSH's finest hour. Turned out he had paid in advance for breakfasts. And in the car was bread, cheeses and fruit for breakfasts.
Diva decided to give her asthma inhaler a rare wash. The basin plug was a disc which could be rotated around its central axis to let the water out. And the inhaler cap got stuck under the disc and wouldn't go down and wouldn't come out. And the water wouldn't flow out properly. So Premier Inn had to call a plumber.
The TV was switched on but then the remote ran out of battery so it wouldn't go off. Reception to the rescue again!!
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