Sunday, 26 July 2009
Return to Oz... er, Cardiff.
Well, what a twee little holiday that was. Great fun was had by all, apart from when a tractor reversed into my uncle's car and nearly killed him and my grandad... but all's well that ends well! I'll try and summarise in my favourite form - bullet points!
  • South Molton is a very quaint little town, very pretty indeed, but not great for a day out because there's sod all to do.
  • Don't anger a chicken. They can run quite fast.
  • I finally bought a scarf I've been saving up for... cost £10 normally but I got it for £7, muaha.
  • Cadbury's Mis-Shapes are LOVE in chocolate form.
  • It's easier than I thought to survive for a week without internet connection or signal on my mobile phone.
  • Prisoners in Dartmoor Prison might complain about the hard time they get behind bars, but they're lucky the cat o' nine tails is no longer used there... I never knew they used that in any non-naval circumstances!
  • Cows moo very loudly.
  • Broken fire alarms are no fun, especially at 4 in the morning.
  • Apparently, a rumour has been going round that I stuff my bra. Yay, my bust has been the talk of the town. (As Aneira said, 'what with - melons??' You have to love well-meaning siblings.)
  • Writing postcards in French is actually quite difficult without a French dictionary or translator.

Might put up pictures later, might not. It depends on whether I can be bothered or not...

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posted by AnwenKya at 12:58 -
4 Comments:
  • At 28 July 2009 at 06:13, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Ah. What a tame, relaxing trip that must have been. :)

    'Don't anger a chicken. They can run quite fast.'

    ...

    I'm not even going to ask! XD

     
  • At 29 July 2009 at 05:51, Blogger AnwenKya said…

    It's TRUE.
    We stayed on a farm and there were about 3 chickens that were free to roam the yard (the farm produces free-range eggs). On the first day, I was unpacking my stuff from the car and I dropped my bag. One of the chickens strutted over and started pecking at it, so I chased it off - and it chased me back! I had to run into the house and shut the door, haha.

     
  • At 30 July 2009 at 06:37, Blogger Cerisier said…

    I know the real story behind this. The reason the chicken was angry was because you were trying to pluck off its feathers so you could stuff you bra with them.
    :P

     
  • At 30 July 2009 at 13:54, Blogger AnwenKya said…

    Yes. Yes, you have worked out the truth. Damn ye!!

     

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