We asked for breakfast as "late as we can get away with", which was 09:30. Dong and Shazzerooneypoos did their usual "small portions, please". When asked what I'd like I told Russell that I'd have whatever he could fit onto the plate. He took me at my word. Beans, a huge portion of tomatoes, EIGHT (or was it nine) big thick rashers of bacon, two eggs and unlimited toast. Mmmm - heaven. I do love a big breakfast.
A taxi whisked us away to Great Malvern station, we indulged in a cuppa in the incredible "Brief Encounter" style tea room there and headed back on the iron horse, via Westbury, to the civilized territories of The Rame Peninsula. Needless to say, we all felt it to be only right to mark the end of the longest celebration in Milbrookian history with a pint or two at The 'Ark.A fine weekend away, to which we should all say "huzzah!"