Wednesday So awake for 4am for the struggle to the airport and the cab ordered was 10 mins late. I am a stickler for time and try my best not to get worked up with pre travel stress but everything else went to plan apart from a 10 min wait on the runway and before […]Read More 7 days in sunny Spain (Seaclub – Alcudia)
So it was just a short day in work on Monday and that bastard time of the year AKA the school summer holidays. With big sprog now old enough to do her own thing I was left with my other two daughters 9 & 5 and so having finished work at 1pm there was only […]Read More A sausage roll overdraft into a holiday diet.
So a weekend away for our 14th wedding anniversary and a return to Edinburgh with Mrs Fay previous Edinburgh blog HERE In previous years we have attempted to have the same number of pubs as years we have been married. It gets a bit tougher every year as Mrs Fay does not have the drinking […]Read More Och aye Edinburgh II (Deacon Blue)
3rd July 2009 and I post a blog about the future of banking LINK HERE Todays birthday blog is the 542nd instalment of shite and thanks to all those who have read my musings and indeed signed up by email etc. As you can tell my spelling and English isn’t great but after writing a blog […]Read More Happy 8th birthday Faymondo’s Blog (Grassendale & Cressington Park)
So Monday morning 7am and its time to take the tent down and the last long hike down to the car and farewell Glastonbury. Never fun taking the tent down but at least it was dry and all packed up we headed out of the gate for the final time this year and the realisation […]Read More Glastonbury 2017 – Fay’s Coming Out
So as ever the delayed day 5 review of Glastonbury after the trip home and general aftermath of arriving home more of which will be in the final review blog and then I promise not to bore you all with tales from Glastonbury again. The good news for you lot is the next festival isn’t […]Read More Day 5 Glastonbury 2017
So I woke up to some fine drizzzle and had the walk of hell to the car to go and pick more ale up and my wellies. Despite the bit of rain the ground was still dry and once back the camp we headed out to The Wood for a nice chill out and get […]Read More Day 4 Glastonbury 2017.
So (As Freddie points out as the word to start my blogs) the festival finally started. Mrs Fay and the eldest daughter had arrived overnight so it was time to gear down a bit and be a responsible parent. So by the time the Hacienda Classical started at 10:45 I was on my third can […]Read More Day 3 Glastonbury 2017
So Thursday morning and the crushing reality that I am now nearly 44 and not 24 as the excess of the night before hammered home hard. There was only one option and that was to get back on it. So it was a Desperados and Sausage barm for breakfast. I am attempted to get some […]Read More Day 2 Glastonbury 2017
So lined up outside the Liverpool Empire the coach finally arrived and I had my golden ticket in my hand. A young lad Michael (22) sat next to me and over the next six hours I bored him with tales from the 051 through to Ibiza. Many of which tales were before the lad was […]Read More Day 1 Glastonbury 2017