I've driven round it three or four times. Every time I've ended up in the wrong lane at some point. I excuse it by having a foreign car that doesn't understand roundabouts.That’s the one.
To be fair that just as be any summer Tuesday in Southport as well.Southport on a rainy Tuesday out of season. It was a family outing and i was young so I couldn’t drink or get stoned. I remember watching the rain running down the window of the cafe we were in nursing a weak cup of tea and trying to eat a really shit plate of fish and chips.
The absolute worst would be difficult to chose between Tangiers, Cairo, Aswan, Ouagadougou, Khajuraho, and Jakarta. I swear I will never return to any of them.
You're probably right. I got into a punchup 15 minutes after arriving on the midnight ferry from Algerciras. Serves me right for trying to defend his original target (a timid elderly American) who arrived on the same ferry.I thought Tangiers was alright. We'd been In Morocco over a month by that point though. Can see it would be awful if you'd not long arrived.
I remember watching the rain running down the window of the cafe we were in nursing a weak cup of tea and trying to eat a really shit plate of fish and chips.
I've driven round it three or four times. Every time I've ended up in the wrong lane at some point. I excuse it by having a foreign car that doesn't understand roundabouts.
You can always just stick to the far left lane all the way round. Well, you can on the Swindon one. Looking at that Hemel Hempstead one half the mini roundabouts have three-lane approaches with left turn only lanes and half don't. It must've been a real sick puppy who designed that.
Depends on the company though. I had a lovely day in rainy Southport about 1994 or 95 with a very good friend.Southport in the rain.
Southport in the rain.
This year Blackpool is definitely on the list.
30 years ago we planned a weekend walking in the Blaenau Festiniog area , "reasonable time of year" - started badly with some fighting drunks on the local train , which being as 3 of the 4 travelers were BR staff - we felt obliged to help the guard to remove them off the train (at a station) , - they had no tickets anyway and were less than co-operative. Great start.
We got to BF in the dark on a Friday evening - next day it rained like it was the end of the world. An attempt to go walking was rebuffed within 100 yards. We played Monopoly all day. So we went for a drink- something to eat -3 pubs then , one so anti-"foreigners" we left within a minute , the other not dissimilar - left in 10 mins , the other was an absolute dump with no decent beer and an age range of 80 to 90 years old. The chip shop never opened , so we survived on crap beer and crisps.
Sunday - it rained heavily all day. Thank God there was a Festiniog steam train to Minfford , which connected with the only train of the day towards Shrewsbury . We consoled ourselves with large brandies (medicinal) and decent draft beer. I actually do want to do some of those epic walks up to the hills, disused quarries etc , - but just have not got round to it. One day perhaps.