Saturday, 7 June 2014

The hotel meals for dinner and breakfast are included in the cost of the room and are more than the average person can handle. Very good quality too.

I see that the hotel has received awards for some Shooting Club magazine. This will not be a NZ shooting club style but some esteemed group that are out after pheasant or some other similar “game” birds, which have been bred to shoot.

At some hour this morning, (Saturday), the rubbish cleaning truck came through and cleaned up the debris on the streets. I guess the council find it easier, and probably cheaper, than using rubbish bins and emptying them. They would probably still have to clear the streets so have given up and dropped the interim step of emptying rubbish bins.

Lynette had a bit of a chest cold when we went to bed last night and it was still around in the morning. After breakfast, we waited for the pharmacy to open before venturing out to collect a few medicines. (We could check on the pharmacy simply by looking out the window.)

The day started with fine weather and warm temperatures but just after midday the rain, which had been threatening, settled in. We wandered up the hill to the fair, just after 10AM but with the rain, we returned to the church for a cup of tea, before 1PM.

It's really unfortunate for the travellers because the fair has been severely dampened. Many are moving out and lots of the stall holders will have struggled to meet their costs. We looked at some tee shirts and hoodies yesterday, at one stall, and could not find them today. They had some very nice embroidered tee shirts but only in XXL. Lynette reckons that they were left overs from last year. Lynette has had to make do with a standard screen printed Tee shirt from the Information Centre.

So it was a quiet afternoon in the hotel, occasionally looking looking out to see if the rain had dropped off, or to see where the noise was coming from.

By 5PM, the rain had eased off and the yokels came out of the bars and onto the streets.


Unfortunately we couldn't upload the blog last night as the internet service was so bad, but it's now 4AM and the bandwidth is back.  However, then I could not join the hotel wifi. 
The traditional rock has now been updated as an emergency brake.  (Look at the back wheel.)

Lynette managed to catch some great reflections in her evening shot of the swimming hole.

Four wheel carts are less common.  Some are fitted with hydraulically operated disk brakes.

Where's the parachute?  You need one with those shoes.

Everywhere we go, a tractor magically appears, regardless of the traffic conditions.

This lady trotted her dog around in comfort.  Couldn't let its feet get messed up with the horse muck.

A rare sight.  A rubbish tin.  Note that it is chained down.  Not sure why as nobody knows how to use one.

A family outing.

The young boys looking all macho and the young lady ignoring them.

It must have been a hard night.  At 11AM they were still in their pyjamas.

Caravans for miles,

The horses enjoying a break away from the crowds.

Luckily this cart wouldn't fit on a plane.

Another beautiful wagon.  It's just been restored.

The rain caused the girls to share shelter.  They would have been quite cold too.

2 comments:

  1. the reason the plastic rubbish bin was chained down was because certain people would love to have that bin for making beer in... Great photos Lynette. You obviously have the know all to be able to compose great pics.
    Where are the Old English Cart horses? They used to be in great numbers in Ireland in the 1950's when coal and milk were delivered on carts drawn by those lovely horses.

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  2. i reckon one of those gypsy caravans would make a lovely art studio for me on our front lawn!!!!

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