The Cream of Beaumaris

The above photo is Gill, she came up with a challenge for herself, or maybe it was a demonstration? Anyway, she offered to do this stunt as long as money was raised for a local childrens' hospice.
I think she has raised about £35 so far, but I will post more details when I get them.

(N.B. The Pub has raised a total of £200, including Gill's contribution.)
OK.. the 'challenge'... Gill offered to fill her mouth full of aerosol cream and project it as far as it would go, outside the pub.

This seemed too good an opportunity for me. It would at least provide a few seconds when Gill would be unable to speak, and also raise money for a good cause.
So I bought the cream, and this was all performed at our exceptional charity quiz evening.
Gill lubricated her throat in preparation with a few glasses of wine, all in a good cause...
We exercised our minds on the quiz and achieved a miserable 4th place, but the cheats who beat us donated their prize money to the good cause as well, so all were happy!

Thank you, Neil, for the better video than mine, but now I have neck ache, there has to be a way to rotate this, but I am still looking. (Neil is our quiz master)



It does illustrate what alcohol and cream can do to normally sensible people, anything for charity?

My vids are split into 3..

and the last one...

And Ian... did the aerosol cream come in useful later?

Now that you have watched all this, I hope you realise this was all to help the kids in a hospice here, kids who won't be able to spit cream down a road, but who do need some fun too. So any donations to either me, or to The George and Dragon, Beaumaris, Anglesey. (I will accept Paypal payments)
The promised link to the hospice, click here -->(Hope House)
Thank you for watching the Cream Queen of Beaumaris, even if she lives in Dwygyfylchi.

From You Tube...

Beaumaris - The Red Arrows

The Red Arrows put on a display at Beaumaris, it was the first display of the year for them, but it was also the first time that I had seen them.
The weather looks lovely, but it was actually quite windy. The wind put a stop to the display of old planes for a 'Battle of Britain' fly by. oh well, another time :(



The video shows the dandruff on the guy in front of me..


I hope you can appreciate the landscape around here from the above vid.


I will put up some more pix, if I get time. I am hardly online with my computer these days. I had my mum in hospital the other end of Wales, in Wrexham, so she had to be visited, which meant I had little time for anything else. The operation went well, as far as we can tell at the moment. I will know more when she has a change of plaster on her leg.
Now I seem to log in from my mobile phone, while in the local pub, which means chatting is a problem, as I can't type on a phone key pad. I am terribly behind with emails, but I am still ok here..In fact no news can be good news ;)
hugs all
xx

Now I realise that travel is in my blood

While I was doing the continual sorting and clearing, at my parents' house, I came across a 'birthday book' of my late grandmother. She was my mum's mum. She has entered a lot of the important family dates, and I am now going to have to continue it. Now that I seem to have lost most of my family, it now feels important to hang on to my roots.
But this did surprise me a little. I knew my great great uncle had been a sea captain, and that he had built the house that my parents had bought. But I knew very little of his wife, my great great Aunty Kate.
The newspaper clipping is about her, but I don't know when it was. She was 85, and she died on June 14th 1957, but as yet, I haven't found the year of her birth. I suspect that will turn up somewhere.
But she must have done her travelling at a time when people didn't travel much, with her husband, by sea. But Buenos Ayres and Antwerp... they seem an odd pair to pick, but I am pleased to have a remote family connection to Antwerp...(ok, Tropy and Wolfray?)
The other odd thing about this is 'Llanallgo', its a very tiny village just up the hill from here. I drive through it and have hardly dared to attempt to pronounce the name. To find out I have moved to a matter of yards from there, and both my great great aunt and my grandmother were members of the W. I. there... looks like I had better learn how to make jam.