Musings from the Merse
Thursday, June 19, 2008
BORING ON TWEED
Coming back from Embra on the 1835 Nat Ex, all stations to Newcastle, Huttonian was privileged to be within screeching distance of 4 northern lasses. They were having a high decibel discussion on where to hold Annies Hen Party. Limit, absolute, £40 per head. (And pay for your own drinks)
Not Embra. Too far, too expensive and could run into stuffy disapproval. Dunbar? Where's that? Oh we have just stopped! Looks a dump.
Berwick? You must be joking. Nowhere to have it. BORING
Has to be Newcastle then?
Spose.
( I admit that Dubar is not too attractive as viewed from the train. Nice golf course if a bit snobby)
Labels: Berwick upon Tweed, Dunbar, Hen Parties
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