Harbour Bar

It rained a lot today.
Thundered. Lightened.
I thought we'd struggle to leave the house.

Eventually though we made it to the Rotunda Museum where we bored the girls with geology, ooohed at some awful pretty ammonites and then relented and took them to the amusements where we fed the machines several million two pence pieces and won NOTHING for our efforts.

"Let that be a lesson in the futility of gambling girls" I hollered whilst fumbling for additional change and trying to win ten pence worth of actual plastic shite with approximately £3 of actual money.

Then we headed Harbour Bar-wards. I love this 1950s American themed ice-cream parlour, it just is ace. The girls were delighted with their ice creams... Though bringing them down from the subsequent sugar high was quite a task :0