Out for dinner

9.30 p.m., back at the Neptuno, this time for my cuppa and Mrs B is having something to eat as the food in the "youth hostel" was not too clever. having said that I had the roast beef, minus the Yorkshire pudding, which was not too bad, frozen brocolli, and washed down with the all inclusive red wine . This was my first and last experiment in the hotel, from a wine tasters perspective i am sure that whoever tread it had verruas, or had kept their boots on !! Spilt some on the white linen which dissolved !!

Our friends left today heading back to he safety of Norfolk and some sanity - one little girl said that her dad was calling the place a Youth Hostel, rather than a hotel.

Not a lot to report -