So had a bit of a "British" day today - pub lunch and fish in chips in the Golden Lion where we met Alex and Frances who were originally from Scotland but now live in Florida, and discussed curry houses in Glasgow amongst other things tartan.
Then we attended something so very British - an afternoon Tea Dance in the Queen's room. Unbelievable. An afternoon band, waiters go around with white gloves serving tea, sandwiches and cakes, and people dance on the dance floor all very seriously. Felt completely out of place in my shorts and flipflops and I'm sure had a number of critical glances. But every song the dance floor was full - including "gentlemen dance hosts" who invited the single women up to dance. Let me make it clear most of these ladies were not under-50 shall we say, but respect - they could do a rumba when they wanted to.
Then a late afternoon frazzle to top up the tan. Off now to have a drink and get ready for the last formal dinner. Until next update...
Then a late afternoon frazzle to top up the tan. Off now to have a drink and get ready for the last formal dinner. Until next update...