Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts

Thursday, 3 September 2026

Back from Holidays

 I've been on a short mid-week break to Glastonbury, which is quite similar to Hay, but with witchy/pagan shops instead of bookshops.  There are also several good bookshops, but they tend to specialise in esoteric subjects.

The buses and trains connected smoothly - apart from one panicked five minutes at Newport on the way back where I just caught the Hereford train by the skin of my teeth!  And I was very pleased to find that the bus from Bristol to Glastonbury, a journey a bit longer than Hay to Hereford, only cost me £3!

At Hereford train station, the construction work on the new bus station means that the buses can't get close to the station to drop people off, so they have to carry on past the station and turn round further up the road - which was a bit disconcerting without any warning!  There's a temporary bus stop on the main road which is easy to find. 

I walked up the Tor, spent some peaceful time in the Chalice Well Gardens, walked round the Abbey (and said hello to the grave of King Arthur), and did a lot of shopping.  I also tried several of the pubs serving local real ale, and had a meal at the George and Pilgrim, which is the famous pub/hotel in the middle of town. 

Thursday, 29 January 2026

Holidays

 I shall be away for a few days, so no posts - I'm off singing science fiction folk songs (filk) in Norwich!

Saturday, 22 November 2025

Getting Home from Holiday

 I had an absolutely wonderful time in Manchester, and by Wednesday lunchtime I'd done all the things that I had on my list - the John Rylands Library, the Museum of Science and Industry, Castlefield Roman fort, Afflecks (three floors of quirky little shops), Forbidden Planet, the Art Gallery, Books and Friends bookshop and cafe, drinking at Peveril of the Peak (Victorian green-tiled pub) and the Victoria Tap at Victoria Railway Station, eating at Richmond Tea Rooms and the Molly House, and the cafes at Afflecks and the Central Library.

I'd got about on the free Bee Network buses and the trams - Zone One, for the city centre, costs £2.70 for a one day travelcard, and I was able to hop on and off all day. 

I'd allowed myself until 4.30pm before I got the last train back, which would connect with the last bus home from Hereford at 18.53, but I'd run out of steam. 

The X44 timetable online says that there are buses from Hereford train station to Hay at 15.22 and 17.22  so I confidently boarded an earlier train.

At Hereford, I waited.  And waited.  

Finally I checked the bus timetable at the bus stop, and it had the letters "VS" next to the 15.22 bus and the 17.22 bus.  At the bottom of the timetable, this was explained as "Saturdays and school holidays only".

Here I was on Wednesday on a school day, and there was no bus back to Hay between 13.22 and 18.53.

I didn't want to wait around in Hereford in the freezing cold for three hours, and fortunately I had some holiday money left.

I took a Blueline taxi.  It cost £60 and was totally worth it. 

Wednesday, 5 February 2025

Short Holiday

 I will be away for a few days - I'm sure there will be a lot to write about when I get back!

Friday, 26 August 2016

Patmos, Iona.... and Hay?

I met an interesting couple who were customers in the shop a few days ago (I noticed them first because the chap, Dan Siegel, has an extremely impressive moustache!)
They were enjoying their holiday in Hay, both for the books and the countryside, and it turns out that they run GoodWorld Journeys, from San Francisco. They've been organising holidays for twenty five years - originally on Patmos, and now also on Iona - which they describe as salon-style gatherings, with social time, meaningful conversations and excursions. They appear to have mainly literary themes - three gatherings on Patmos this year had the titles Revelations in the Art of Memoir, Discovering and Telling Great Stories, and Screenwriting in Greece, with visiting speakers.
They're thinking of extending their range to include gatherings in or near Hay - they were thinking about local hotels on their last day. They also mention sacred places on their website. Hay might not be quite as numinous as Iona, or have the religious associations of Patmos, where St. John wrote the Book of Revelations, but we do have Llantony Abbey within easy reach, and lots of sacred wells and beautiful medieval churches.
They have a website at www.goodworldjourney.com

Friday, 9 August 2013

A Holiday

I shall be off to the Big City to spend a few days with my Young Man (and drink rather a lot of beer!), so there won't be any posts here for a while.

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

Hay Girl in the Big City

It was my birthday, and my treat was to go up to London to see my Young Man and do some sightseeing.
It was a wonderful weekend, and we kept getting unexpected bonuses wherever we went.
I wanted to go to Liberty's, because it's such an amazing timber building, and it's about 20 years since I was last in there - and they had a quilt exhibition on, in association with the V&A. The quilts were hanging over the third floor galleries, and looked amazing. Then there was a rather fine pub round the corner called the Clachan, which did free tastings of the real ales on offer, including Signs of Spring, which is available in the pub at Erwood near Builth - and is green!
Mark wanted to take me to a little hidden away pub near the Borough Market, full of excellent real ales. It's called the Rake, and on the way we stopped at the beer and wine stall in the market, with beers from all over the world (I think my favourite was 'Hebrew, the chosen beer'). We ate sausage inna bun outside Southwark Cathedral, and popped in to say hello to the William Shakespeare memorial.
I'd read on another blog about All Hallows by the Tower, a church with models of ships hanging along the sides of the aisles, which was also quite wonderful (I don't remember whose blog I saw it on now, but their recommendation was perfect). There's a little museum in the crypt, that includes a Roman mosaic pavement in situ, and there's a Saxon arch under the tower - this church was old when William the Conquerer was eye-ing up the field next door for his White Tower.
On the way up Cheapside, to meet a friend of Mark's at Bart's, we saw about half a dozen men dressed in red and green robes trimmed with fur - the sort of thing a mayor might wear, some with chains of office. Mark said they were Freemen of the City, and they were just walking along the road.
The following day, we went up to the Greenwich Observatory - and saw the little tea rooms that had been mentioned in the blog Unmitigated England just the previous week! I didn't think I'd be visiting it when I read the post. On the way, we went over Shooter's Hill, where duels were once fought and highwaymen lurked, and through the oldest woodland in England, Oxleas Wood.
The Observatory is fascinating, and we were there at just the right time - a woman does a dramatic presentation about the life of Ruth Belville, the Woman who Sold the Time to London, in the Octagon Room, and we got there just in nice time to see it. She used to walk around London with an accurate chronometer, set at the Observatory, to give the correct time to clockmakers, and department stores "and my two millionaires in Mayfair" and so on, at a cost (in 1908) of £4 a year per customer. Only the Second World War stopped her, and she was in her 80s then. We were also in time to see the red ball drop at one o'clock, which was the signal for the ships at the Docks to set their clocks.
Walking down through the park, we found a very nice Vietnamese restaurant, called Saigon - which may have been a mistake, good though the food was, because we then went round Greenwich Market, where you really can eat your way round the world! There were stalls selling Portuguese food, Brazilian, Jewish salt beef, South African biltong, Caribbean stews, Ethiopian Vegetarian food, all sorts of Asian meals - all crammed into one small space.
Moving on, we found the remains of the Cutty Sark, covered in scaffolding and plastic as they rebuild it from the keel up, and wandered through the Old Naval College, where we could hear musicians practicing from various windows. There was also a rather fine pub called the Old Brewery, which actually has the brewery in full view at one end of the room. They also have Michael Jackson's beer collection in glass cases (the beer writer, not the musician).
And we ended the tour in the Maritime Museum, where we saw Nelson's coat, with the fatal bullet hole.
On the last day, I was taken out for lunch at a local place called Sidcup Place, which was once the home of Ethel Smyth, who wrote the anthem for the suffragettes.
I travelled up from Hay by National Express, and I was most impressed - comfortable, plenty of leg room, and you can even use your laptop these days! And they were on time all the way.

Tuesday, 16 June 2009

Norwich - The Hay Connection

It doesn't seem to matter where you go - even right across to the other side of the country. You're bound to meet someone who's been to Hay.
Sister Pamela at All Hallows retreat house has family in Clyro, and was camping at Llantony Abbey only a couple of weeks ago! (In the rain, so not much fun for her and little Matthew the dog).
We didn't find the Fat Cat (next time, maybe - and there will be a next time. We had a marvellous couple of days, with an awful lot of walking to fit everything in!). There were certain pubs that I wanted to visit for old time's sake, though, the first being the Rouen (now Number 12), which was the diggers' pub when we were working on the Castle Mall site. In those days it was being held up by scaffolding at the back so it didn't fall into the big pit that became the Castle Mall shopping centre.
Just down the hill is the Murderers/Gardener's Arms, which (oh joy!) is now a Woodforde's pub. I managed to find a pint of Woodforde's Wherry at the Hereford Beer Festival last year, and it was just as good as I remembered from twenty years ago, so we had to go in there. But (oh, calamity!) when the barmaid pulled the pump only the last dregs were coming out of the barrel - Wherry was off. Luckily they were having a mini beer festival with 25 other real ales as well as their regular selection, so we managed to find something to drink. They also had a little booklet with a list of all the outlets for Woodforde's beers.
Which led us to the Compleat Angler, down by the railway station, the next lunch time. Good food, a balcony overlooking the river, and both Wherry and Norfolk Nog, a lovely Old Ale.
The other diggers' pub used to be the Reindeer, then an independant brew pub with just about the best selection of real ales in the City. Now it's run by Elgoods, the old brewery part is now a restaurant, and they've moved the bar down the length of the pub. There was a nasty moment as we walked down Grape's Hill when I spotted a building site with a large hole in the ground where I thought the Reindeer used to stand. Fortunately I was mistaken - it was just along the main road at the bottom. Phew!
Just along from there used to be the Valori fish bar. Best fish and chips ever. We regularly used to go for 'Reindeer and Chips' in the evenings and walk back up to the Unthank Road eating our supper. Now it's the Golden Chips fish bar. We didn't try their fish and chips, it being such a hot day. Instead we went to Figaro's, close to John Lewis and St John Timberhill's. This used to be a Pizza Piazza and is now independantly run by real Italians, and the food was delicious.
We also managed to visit a fair few churches. I got married in St John's Timberhill, and I used to worship there and at St Julian's, which is how I knew about the retreat house. We had a good look round the cathedral too, which was always a lovely peaceful place to go when you were feeling stressed out. The Cathedral Close is wonderful, too, and we were convinced that there were little lanes there that only appeared after dark!
Mark was very taken by the movie and TV shop just opposite the Forum - which is new since I lived in Norwich. They built it when the old library burned down, and it is a rather spectacular modern building.
Another new building since my time is the Chapelfield shopping centre, on the site of the old Rowntree-Mackintosh factory. We used to sit out in Chapelfield Gardens with a permanent scent of chocolate on the air. And then Nestles bought it up and closed it down.
The best of it was, once I was there in the middle of the city, I didn't get lost. A few things have changed, but Norwich is still mostly the wonderful city I remember, and it was great fun showing Mark around for the weekend.

For pictures of Norwich, it's worth visiting Norwich Daily Photo at http://norwichdailyphoto.com/

Friday, 12 June 2009

Holidays

Well, at the beginning of June, I was off for a few days being a Viking in schools - which was great fun. We went to one of my favourite schools - one of the first ones I ever went to, four years ago; we told the children that I was the slave of my two friends who run the show, and they were all really worried about me! Next time we did it, I just lived on the same farm.
Now I'm about to set off to Norwich for a holiday - my favourite city, which I don't get back to often enough.
Islay has been taken off to her holiday home at the Children's Bookshop (her overnight bag is heavier than mine!) and I'm looking forward to a dog-free few days with my young man, in a wonderful city, with excellent East Anglian ales on offer.

Back here in about a week.

Monday, 30 April 2007

Travelling far afield

Good news when I visited the doctor's this morning - Dr Wrench completed the London Marathon in 3 hours and 9 minutes, which is pretty impressive.

I met Marina earlier in the morning. She spent yesterday in Bristol, visiting a 17thC house that belongs to the University there, and is opened to the public once a year. What she and Cassie, her daughter, really wanted to see was the shell grotto in the grounds, which took 27 years to build, with shiploads of shells from the West Indies, statues of river gods, and all sorts of other embellishments. Cassie is building a shell grotto for a big house locally, but hers is on a rather smaller scale.

Mandy and family spent the weekend in the Lake District, and Alfie had a wonderful time lolloping around the fells and swimming in the lakes.

The two ladies from Open Door are off to Russia in a couple of months, on a holiday with a Christian group. They start off at St Petersburg, with all the wonderful museums, and then travel by river boat up to Moscow.

And Ben and Suzy are just back from Egypt - a last minute decision while Suzy's daughter Amber was away at some sort of camp. I saw Ben in Spar, just long enough to say "You don't look very tanned!"
"Oh! I'll go back then!" he replied - but he did look as if he'd enjoyed the holiday.