The whole point of the weekend was to attend the RC annual party for members, as you probably know. However, in true Globe Troffers style, we managed to cram into the weekend all manner of food and dring excitement.
The Saturday began with a quite acceptable breakfast at Fernhill Hotel (very good place to stay if you plan a visit to Park Farm) and then a nice 2 mile stroll to Lyme Regis, which looked resplendant in the early autumn sunshine. A fine wander along the front and on to the cob was made perfect by an OK crab sandwich lunch in restaurant overlooking the bay (the view was better than the food I have to say) but Chablis went down well and we all commented on how life can be hard.
We squeezed a quick game of crazy golf (really) before a quick scrub up and taxi to RC. Drinks and canapes in the garden was just perfect as the sun slipped behind the picturesque Devon/Dorset hills. The rest of the evening was equally outstanding – although the marquee got very cold due to problems with the heating a splendid evening ensued with the food and drink excellent considering how difficult it is to cater for 250 people in a marquee in the middle of nowhere. Special mention has to go to the Sea Bass Ceviche, grilled sprats, super tender lamb shoulder and the carrots, which were excellent. The local somerset brandy took the lining off my throat though and Stinger (Hugh’s beer) came to the rescue.
Julie gave Hugh a kiss and cuddle (as did Dawn I think!) and the evening rolled on with much discussion on wild mushrooms with John. Standing around the bonfire capped it all and we jumped on the trailer to get the taxi back to the hotel. What an absolute cracker of a night!!