Ashmount, Forumites, Farmers & Whisky

Gavi

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A dangerous cocktail.

A fantastic weekend. We really enjoyed the trip (photos to follow) but would like to send special thanks to:

- Byron & SWMBO for hosting
- B1 for making it possible
- No Regrets for supplying us with the 5.x litres of petrol that got us to Bray safely (without it we'd have had 4 litres of reserve!!!!)
- Robert the farmer for sharing Byron's whisky so generously

And an apology:

- To Robert's SWMBO. Sorry about helping him tip over the edge. Thinking back, he really, really didn't want another drink and I have absolutely no memory of him persistently asking Byron to supply more whisky. It definitely didn't happen and I definitely didn't replace the whisky with Valpolicella. Has he turned up yet?



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A dangerous cocktail.


- B1 for making it possible

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Ummmm! Not to slight Tony, it was ian (Brayman) who put it all together.
As regards Robert, had no sign of him or Roger for that matter, perhaps they are alseep in their Land Rovers somewhere. They can hardly get lost going back, most of the County seems to belong to them or their extended family so where-ever they fetch up they end up on land granted to their ancestor by William the Conqueror.
 
My apologies.

I thanked B1 for creating the forum.

I omitted Brayman through my own ignorance.

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I have just returned from a longish lunch at the Beetle & Wedge and can say that Ashmount looked magnificent with the Union Flag proudly fluttering in the breeze, the various boats of which stirring tales have been told bobbing on their moorings and the proprietor driving to and fro on his Gator.
 
It was an odd sensation really, looking into the real life manifestation of a world that usually exists for me only through a computer screen. Stepping through the looking glass, as it were, would have been difficult quite apart from the small matter of the river in the way, and me without a boat to cross it.
 
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