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We made it!!!

Greetings from Bonnie wee Scotland!
Land of square sausages, haggis and irn bru!


I probably should have mentioned bagpipes and kilts
but at the moment all James is talking about are square sausages and irn bru.
Oh, and Roysters T-Bone steak crisps.

(Isn't he an easy man to please!)

So, what has happened since I wrote last?
LOADS!

We spent a lot of time with my family in Ireland before we left.
We stayed in Shannon for two nights, Ennis for one night and then began our trip over here.
Shannon was great as my Auntie Vera and James get on so well.
I knew they would both be disappointed if they didn't get to see each other before we left
and it was nice to have a bit of wind down time.
Ennis was a huge surprise.
 and I were expecting a quiet night with Auntie Mary and my cousins
instead we were treated to a banquet with about 15 people there!
James when asked what dinner he would like
(there were three dishes)
used his charm to get one of each.
I think my cousins were impressed with his cunning.
I know I was.
Jealous too!

We made our way up to Belfast on Wednesday night.

We stayed at an amazing hotel.
It was cheap as chips but flippin brilliant!
We didn't get to see much of the city but we are planning a return trip for a weekend.
I can't believe I haven't been there before.
We saw some murals.
This one was beside our hotel

This one was around the corner.

It unnerved James slightly I think...


We took the ferry over from Belfast to Stranraer.
We got it quite cheaply using the sail and rail pass.
It was so comfy.
I would recommend Stenaline to everyone.
It was just such an easy sail.
The last time I had been on a boat was when I took a Catamaran from mainland Croatia to Hvar and back four years ago.
I forgot how much I love boats.
Though I did have jelly legs for about 20 minutes.
Not so pleasant!

So now we have reached Scotland.
We are staying in James' brothers flat until tomorrow.
And then Edinburgh here we come!



Also,
If you have 5 seconds or so
Click on this link
and vote for the lovely Claire 
She is entering a cookery competition and needs YOUR votes!
Whoop!!

Finally,
Friends who I didn't manage to meet.
I'm really sorry.
When I am back next,
you are all top of my list.
x

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