We were visiting Sister 2's husband's twin sister and her husband. I never thought her husband would still be alive for this visit. His life exists of drinking scotch, passing out for a few hours, and then repeat. He must have been on his best behaviour for the time before our visit as he seemed quite ok.
The twin sister is absolutely hysterical and from the moment you meet her, you are laughing your head off. Her tales of searching the net for information on sexing chickens and the 'diversions' she was sent on, had us rolling on the floor laughing. "I tell you, I never thought such things were possible". Her computer had also been attacked by a worm that shut down her virus protection and firewall and then accused her of being a paedophile, snapped her photo and wanted hush money. She showed a friend what was happening and her computer snapped a photo of her friend. She took it to the police station and showed a young officer what was happening and you guessed it, it snapped his photo. He called in a colleague to show her, and it snapped her photo too. The officer suggested she use her other computer and google a remedy, which she did and it worked. All this was told rapid fire in a quite thick accent. My jaw was aching very badly afterwards.
She made us a nice lunch and we stayed a few hours before setting off back to Newcastle. It was Saturday night and time for an evening out. Well, kind of. Sister 1's husband had acquired some tickets for greyhound racing which included a free meal and a free drink. Neither R nor myself had ever seen greyhounds racing, and I doubt we ever will again, but it was interesting enough, especially as you can get right up close to where the dogs are released and see the hare whiz past. Our modest £1 bets saw a poor return. We all ate the same meal and none of us felt too well later that evening. What happens to retired greyhounds?
Humour aside, there was an organisation there collecting for the benefit of retired dogs.
The peace and quiet of the countryside was broken by our raucous laughter as we sat in the warm sun for wine and lunch.
The farm house is comfortable and has extensive outbuildings. They have rented their farm land to neighbours as they are no longer up to farming themselves.
We guessed he was about to get married.