What a Week

What a week it has been. Spent the end of last week laying some tiles down the hall. Then we decided we were having a weekend off and going away. So off we trot to Alton Towers, staying at the Hanover International Hotel in Ashbourne over night. Well as I hadn't managed to get much sleep on Thursday night, by the time we hit Newbury (not Winchester as the wife so elequently stated in her diary http://traceyk.blogspot.com/) I was totally shattered and Tracey offered to drive. Well just typical, the minute Tracey starts driving we seem to hit every traffic jam between Southampton and Birmingham. Consequently a 3 hour journey turned into a 6 hour one.

So we arrive at the hotel just after 8:00 p.m., dump the bags in the room and go to down to dinner. The meal was quite good but I think the chef needs lessons in how to cook vegetables. My runner beans were so hard I could have stuck flights on them and used them as darts. After dinner it was coffee and a smoke in the lounge before heading to the room. We watched the final of big brother before going to sleep and that Portugeezer won. How sad we are.

The breakfast was a buffet affair with full English breakfast, (So naturally we stuffed ourselves). And off we went to Alton Towers. This was my first time at AT and although I found the whole day tremendous there were a few problems that really need to be addressed.

Firstly, upon arrival (Having pre booked our tickets over the web) we had to que for over an hour to collect said tickets. I thought that pre booking would make things faster but NO.

Secondly, the ques were so long for each ride that it took an hour before you reached the ride itself. If it wasn't fot the nice people we met on the conga river ride we would have only managed a couple of rides all the time we were there.

But we did them all. and lived to tell the tale.

Arriving back home Saturday night by Sunday morning it was straight back in to the decorating bit, with me finishing off laying the downstairs tiles and Tracey painting. We had to go and get some more bits for the job, so about 10:00 a.m. we shot off to B&Q. Suddenly my beloved darling Wife (who watches too much T.V.) remembered that we had a carpet (Or rather carpet tiles) upstairs in the bathroom. And this programme she watched said that there were allsorts of bactiria and germs living in bathroom carpets. So a decision was made to tile the bathroom as well. Which I have just finished cleaning after laying them and grouting. which is the reason for nothing being written in over a week. Not even a joke to keep y'all going.