The Stuart House

Friday

This is the last day of our tour and go are driven by ferry to the picturesque Isle of Bute. We are given a tour of Britain's Mount Stuart House a magnificent Victorian House. We were shown the private rooms of the family. At one point I noticed how large the bed in the master bedroom was and the guide informed us that the bed consisted of two beds put close together to accommodate a hard mattress and a soft mattress for the Marquess and Marchesa . Something like our sleep number bed at home no doubt. We were given lovely sandwiches on our way back to Glasgow. On to dinner that evening where we said our farewells to our dear companions. The next morning we caught a plane in Glasgow to London. London to Los Angeles. This time I was seated to a Polish music producer. I refrained from making too many inane comments and didn't pretend to know all about the happening music scene. I read my juicy romance novel and skipped over the over the top scenes just to protect young eyes, you know. Off the plane, onto my home. And Jolly Good , we arrived safely. OOH, LA LA.

PS. Britain won the The Ashes cricket game over Australia. The Australians on our bus took it well. Now about those Cricket game rules......