Busy couple of days. Friday the funeral went as well as a funeral can. We went back to the Inn Doors after and stayed there all afternoon. It's what Terry would have wanted. I got chips and curry sauce on the way home and then snoozed in front of the TV. Up early Saturday for parkrun still, and in enough time to walk in too. Not a bad parkrun, better than expected, but not as good as the week before:
Folkestone parkrun results for event #336. Your time was 00:23:15.
Congratulations on completing your 86th parkrun and your 78th at Folkestone parkrun today. You finished in 53rd place and were the 43rd Male out of a field of 263 parkrunners and you came 6th in your age category VM45-49. Take a look at this week's full set of results on our website. Your PB at Folkestone parkrun remains 00:20:50. Your best time this year remains 00:22:35.
Walking back from parkrun and a friend texted me about Crabble Mill Beer Festival, am I coming or what? This gave me a thirty minute turnaround to get home, shower, explain to Clare, ask her to give the boys the lift that they were waiting for me for, and get back to the Inn Doors. So I ran back to the Inn Doors - one extra kilometre so I'm way over my target now - and made it on time.
Then start the actual palaver of how to get there. They were split between getting a taxi and getting the bus. The roads around Dover were chaos, we thought a bus would get held up and a taxi could divert more easily. The roads were bad because of a back up at the port, it being the first day of the half term holiday always does this, but also the A20 into Dover was closed for some reason. This meant all lorries on the alternative routes and so best avoid the town altogether. We were going to River, North of Dover, so hopefully OK. Anyway, we failed to get a taxi, taxis would not go into Dover either, then we did get one, then another friend turned up so we needed a five seater, then had to book two, and in the end cancelled as we got worried about sitting in a traffic jam with the meter running. In the end one friend drove in his van and planned to leave it there.
It took us nearly TWO HOURS to get there, and it should have been a fifteen minute journey. The roads were backed up right back into Folkestone. In the end we drove back this way, going West in order to get to the East, and then went a bit more across country. Some proper single track roads, but we got there in the end.
The venue is good, a proper old mill. The beer festival was raising funds for it I think. Five pounds to get in, then another ten pounds for a festival glass and four tokens, each token good for half a pint. I was ridiculously restrained for a beer festival, sipping halves of maybe six different beers all the lowest ABV I could find, just to make sure I paced myself. We had food too, a very english curry at the beginning, and then a vegeburger later. There was live music and a lot of laughter. We got a cab back to the Inn Doors again at about six, and the others carried on drinking but I came home.
We watched the Champions League final last night, as the boys were keen, and it was freely available to us via youtube for some reason.
Today Clare has gone to pump class, we've had the groceries delivered, and the boys are gaming fairly quietly. We're off to Canterbury after that, not for much in particular, but it feels like we should go out together on pay day weekend.
No further sign of mice yet.
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Paul Clarke's blog - I live in Hythe near Folkestone. Married + dad to two, I am a full stack web developr, + I do js / Node, some ruby, python, php ect ect. I like pubbing, parkrun, eating, home-automation and other diy stuff, history, genealogy, Television, squirrels, pirates, lego, + TIME TRAVEL.