Monday, 18 July 2011
Just 265 miles today from Ambleside to Spean Bridge in the Scottish Highlands. It only rained torrentially during the journey when we stopped to get out of the car. This evening the Spean Bridge Hotel chef produced The Perfect Chip: crisp on the outside and light and fluffy inside. I ate them all. If Spean Bridge can do it why can't Ambleside? Home tomorrow night. CJ and I had problems with the crossword. Either our brains have gone on holiday or the compiler was in a bad mood when he compiled that one. Either way we were a bit peeved because we couldn't get a paper to check the answers. Ah well. If that's the worst we have to worry about then we can't complain.
Home tomorrow night!