France is famous for food, cafés, cheese, wine, brasseries and bistros. Right? Right, except for The Gironde. OK, maybe wine, but as for somewhere half decent to eat, forget it. The hotel served a local delicacy. Tongue. Not wafer thin, see through slices of pressed tongue, Tongue with a capital T. A huge fat lolloping […]
May 9, 2012 by scribbling4bread
Infuriating. Head Bangingly Infuriating. Take a few days precious annual leave, book a hotel for a bit of quality time away and you can’t venture out because of a force 8. Back at work, the sun comes out. After much chewing of the proverbial, we chose Oxford’s gleaming spires for our treat. Hah! Pigs might. Unrelenting rain. In at the neck. Out of the trainers. Not […]
May 26, 2012 by scribbling4bread
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