This time it was our turn to jet off. To Prestwick airport to be precise which their advertising says is "Pure Dead Brilliant". Well, it was pure dead brilliant to be met at the airport by Colin and Sheila who took us for a great meal at "Reds". This now rather snazzy bistro serving international food, in our day, used to be a greasy spoon called called the "New York Diner". As it's unlicensed, Sheila had come armed with a couple of New World wines which surprise, surprise Christian didn't turn his nose up at. They then drove us out to the Alloway Inn where we had a night cap before settling in for the next couple of days.
Wednesday 19 November 2008
Bonnie Scotland
This time it was our turn to jet off. To Prestwick airport to be precise which their advertising says is "Pure Dead Brilliant". Well, it was pure dead brilliant to be met at the airport by Colin and Sheila who took us for a great meal at "Reds". This now rather snazzy bistro serving international food, in our day, used to be a greasy spoon called called the "New York Diner". As it's unlicensed, Sheila had come armed with a couple of New World wines which surprise, surprise Christian didn't turn his nose up at. They then drove us out to the Alloway Inn where we had a night cap before settling in for the next couple of days.
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