Sunday, 30 October 2005

Follys and Fireworks

Again to allow Jacqueline some study time, Alice and I did some father-daughter bonding Friday. Her choice of expedition was to Folly Farm, about a half hour's drive on the other side of Haverfordwest.

We arrived in time for a magic show which, although she was disappointed she wasn't picked as a helper, she seemed to enjoy. Very old jokes. Aside from this, the place had an indoor funfair, which had a very "sixties" mood - not sure whether this was deliberate or not! We resricted the number of rides, though, since they all charged additionally, on top of the fee we paid to get in. We played on the swing boats together, then Alice had a go on one of those roundabouts from which swings are suspended.

Despite the poor (blustery) weather, I didn't want to spend all our time in this fair (tho Alice would have been more than happy to do this), so we headed off to the Jolly Barn, which had pens containing young farmyard animals - a couple of litters of pigs, a cow, and some hens, sheep and goats. We were just in time for one of the "events" there, and consequently Alice got to milk a goat!

Onward and upward, to the "zoo" part of the farm. Reindeer and ostriches, meer kats and tapir, great fun. And a bit of exercise to boot. Just enough time for a bite to eat and a brief revisit to the indoor fair, for a last ride on the merry-go-round, then off home.

Arrived back at the cottage at around six and, since this was our last night, I suggested we head on down to the local pub, the Lobster Pot in Marloes. Again, good hot food (and lots of it), although I was surprised at how quiet the pub was.

Saturday, up early, and out of the cottage for just after 10 o'clock (including final visit to Post Office to say goodbye), and had a largely uneventful drive home. From where we were staying it was about fifty miles to the start of the M4, and it seemed to be in this fifty miles that we experienced all our delays.Once onto the motorway, everything was fine and we arrived home at around 4 o'clock.

Fun and games Saturday evening, when we went out to the annual firework display at Godshill. For starters, we misread the signs - we thought it started at 6pm when in fact it started at 7pm. So we killed an hour in the pub at Sandy Balls. However, we finally got to the display. Upon entry I realised that I had very little cash, and in fact once I'd paid for us to get in I had just a couple of pounds in my pocket. The upshot of all this was, of course, a disappointed Alice, since she couldn't have a go on any of the rides.

Still, the display when it started was excellent. They set it all to music (mostly Ride of Valkyries I seem to recall), so it was very much a "son et luminere" experience. Unfortunately that's when our troubles started. Just before the end, Alice announced that she needed a wee, so I took her. Upon our return, no Jacqueline. Also, the display had finished by this time, so hundreds of people were heading for the exits. Suffice to say that we then spent the next twenty minutes searching for her, until we finally gave up and headed back to the car. Jacqueline was there waiting, and I just blew my top. We had planned to go to the pizza place at Sandy Balls, but since we were some of the last people to leave the firework display the restaurant was not surprisingly full. Ended up settling for a chinese takeaway on the way home, none of us particularly speaking to each other for the rest of the night.

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