The British Open

We travelled from London to Liverpool on a Friday night and arrived late only to find that the hostel where we had booked had no record of our booking. After another couple of hours, we were eventually checking in to a hotel in the centre of town, all paid for by the hostel. This was a great result and got even better in the morning when we discovered that a full buffet breakfast was included.

Nonetheless, we were still rather shattered on Saturday as we made our way up to Royal Birkdale. The weather forecast was terrible but we were quite lucky, no rain but a strong cool wind. We were not allowed to take cameras in which was a shame. We saw some great players and eventually settled on a spot on the 8th green where we watched about the last ten pairings go through, including Greg Norman who was the crowd favourite and really the hero of the competition.

The wind was making it very difficult for the players and the leader board changed throughout the day. the crowds were making it difficult for us but we moved to the par 3 14th green and watched the last few play that hole before making our escape in an effort to beat the crowds.

We went out for dinner in Liverpool which was an eye opening - actually an eye closing - experience. It seemed every female in Liverpool 'dressed' the same with the common theme being to reveal all of what they did not have!

We filled in Sunday morning with an open bus tour of the city and then it was back to London a slightly different way so I could pick up my cycle trailer that I had bought on ebay.

Liverpool



We got back in reasonable time and Bevan met me at the station to take me back to the farm.