Monday 30th May.

Decided there wasn't much point in heading across the water to Arran; everything (apart from the tourist traps,) would be closed for Bank Holiday. So spent most of the morning on the pooter working out (with a lot of input from both Jane and James) our next step into the Lakes District and how to best organise our run to Maison Goose.

Okay: rental car is organised and paid for, (that had to be done through their agency at Glasgow Airport, the only agency that was open,) railway tickets from York to Kings Cross (returning the car at York Railway Stn.,) are booked and paid for, (through the interweb; never spoke to a human,) arriving Tuesday 7th June around 2:00 pm, then tube to St Pancras, change to Green District Line to Paddington, getting off at Southfields.
With a taxi from there to Goose's place.
And our first night's accommodation at Travelodge Carlisle M6 (CA 40 NT) is booked and paid for too.

So that part is pretty well organised...until some bastard throws a spanner in the works. (I've found it pays to always look on the bright side.)

I also got on to https://uk.yahoo.com/ and found some of the major attractions in the area that had appeal for us...there's an awful lot out there (and this is just in the immediate Lakes District,) to see!
So hopefully we're pretty well organised for the next few days.

Late arvo we decided to take a bit of a break, and a last look around the area; so we all headed in to Ardrossen for a drink and an ice-cream down by the port.

"What's your darkest beer?"
He tried to give me a cider...yeah right!
"No; darkest beer," speaking slowly so that he could understand proper English properly pronounced and enunciated.
He indicated a tap beer.
"Okay; I'll have a half pint."
It was bloody horrible...an IPA, too sweet and too light.
But I drank it.
One whiskey, (with water,) two diet Cokes, one half-pint IPA beer, and four ice-cream sundaes cost me nearly fifty quid. Around NZ$100...and I wasn't going to waste that!

All in all not a bad day.