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Family day to ourselves in Bude but Debbie gets lost on the beach and Diana refuses to take her coat off and then struggles with this and the sand that Della is getting everywhere but it all end up fine as bank base rates reduce slightly
Awake early again after another sound night’s sleep. The hotel let us down again over our morning drinks and this time were not going to deliver them at all until reminded. Everyone washed and dressed afterwards and down to breakfast at 8.45am, which meant that we missed the two waves of geriatric ‘coachies.’ No repeat of the scalding incident of yesterday as we were better organised and positioned to avoid it. Out with due paraphernalia to the beach and the sun shone nicely. We had settled and were enjoying things (though Diana insisted on being the only sunbather to persist in wearing a coat) until the children failed to return from the sea shore and we had to get the lifeguard service to announce their names over the public address system. It seems that Daniel had left Debbie to paddle and had wandered off into the sea to swim. Being lost, she had failed to find anyone. Diana, already frantic with Daniella over sand in her eyes and bottom, was totally upset and struggled off to the hotel to recover.
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Staying in Bude Hotel as we struggle with Della and Debbie gets scalded in the restaurant before we visit the Butterfields and find them well
A very sound night’s sleep, but awake with the morning light at 6.30am and the long wait until the maid brought our morning drinks as requested at 7.15am. During this time I crept past the baby and managed to wash and dress. After, down to breakfast and we all ate well, except Diana who was left with a tomato after the baby had taken her sausages. The waiter spoiled our meal by spilling scalding tea over Deborah after I had just warned him about what he might do. What an annoyance! A walk after breakfast across Nanny Moore’s bridge to the recreation area. Morning coffee at the recreation pavilion, a nice row in a row boat on Bude Canal for £1.50, Cornish pasties and ice creams at the museum after an interesting look round for Diana and I. To the hotel then and off by car to Holsworthy and the Butterfields. We talked, drank tea, ate their biscuits and then walked across to Stacey’s house in Northcote Terrace, where she seemed quite comfortable with her baby girl.
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Arrival in Bude to video our holiday visit to Freda and family as Live Aid is a resounding success
A poor night with the room very warm and Della waking at midnight to unsettle us all. Awake at 6.30am but room service only accepted an order at 7.00 for morning drinks. A fair job getting everybody ready, but eventually down to breakfast and, once we settled Della, a pleasant breakfast for us all. Then to load up and get the porter’s help with the suitcases, to check out and manage to get all of our luggage into the Jaguar once more. Away by 10.00am and the journey continued via the M5 and then along the Tourist Route to Bude, where we arrived at the Granville Hotel by 1.00pm and were pleased to find the room ready and awaiting us. We let the children go down to swim as Diana unpacked and I took some arrival shots on the video. I was alarmed to find that I had left my spare battery and charger at the Bristol Holiday Inn and so phoned them three times in the end until they assured me they would be posted 1st class on Monday.
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Full morning of important chores and activities and then the long drive to Bristol to the Holiday Inn en route to my sister as Live Aid gets under-way and trouble continues in Ulster over Loyalists being banned from marching in Catholic areas
Awake after a good night’s sleep and Diana gets the morning tea as I open my briefcase and read a host of computer papers that I needed to catch up on. Then The Financial Times before down to breakfast of cereal and fruit juice. Across to No 7 to read my PO Box 7 mail and a fair quantity it was too. More computer journals and the proceeds of my lots at last Tuesday’s St Ives auction that did not raise a great deal. Eventually up and to get washed and dressed before out to feed the doves. I could not get the hen to leave the nest and so could not check the baby doves to see if the rings are still on. Then the ducks and we put the eggs in the fridge to last whilst we will be away. I speak to the landscape gardeners, give them my last minute instructions, and they agree to feed my doves whilst we are away.