Gillian and I are off on a trip north this weekend, calling at Berwick to see the in-laws for a few days and following this, up to St Andrews to see Marnie for further couple of nights. When we go to St Andrews we stay at a dog friendly B & B that I have blogged about previously. This blog is about its proprietor, John, who we have got to know and like a lot. I was talking up the trip to friends earlier this week and mentioned about John and a comment made was ‘he sounds like a legend’, see if you agree?
The time before our last stay there we were dropping Marnie off to start her third year of studies. This necessitated her moving to a new flat in the centre of town. We woke on the second day of our stay to a string of frantic messages explaining how she was locked out of her bedroom, a clothes dryer in the room falling across the door way and managing to jam the door somehow. We mentioned it at breakfast to John, he got onto a trusted friend/workman who had Marnie back in her room within the hour. While on that same trip he also happened to playing Good Samaritan to the other guests that were staying. Its only a small place, two guest rooms and a lounge come diner, a little garden our front to sit out and watch the wildlife and his chickens in a small enclosure. You generally become acquainted with the other guest/s and on this trip he had a middle aged couple from Texas who were stopping for two weeks. They had been before; the man was attending a distance learning course at the university and attending the summer school, his wife had come along for the ride with plans to go exploring the area and visiting relatives from the home country. She had broken her foot so was laid up in plaster when we arrived. We heard how John had been a star throughout, taking her to A & E, picking her up, running errands etc. She was a nurse back home so was very curious and impressed with the service she got from the NHS.
John lived in the house as a boy, his mother lives nearby and he has worked within the hospitality industry most of his working life. The B & B represented a change in career for him following some health problems but after five years ploughing this new furrow he says he is a lot happier. We have gotten to chatting over the years and I’ve shared with him some of my health problems and things that I have found helpful in keeping well. He loves dogs and has a hankering to get one having had Springer spaniel’s previously. His mum has a dog which he takes for walks most days-so he is kind of has the best of both worlds, a loving pooch and freedom to go travelling- he loves Greece. When we leave Betty in the house for any length of time he leaves the doors open for her to mooch about and I think that translates to her spending all her time with him more or less.
He also makes a great cooked breakfast- ‘The Full Scottish’ for me (with fresh eggs from his girls) and Gillian vouches for the porridge; so what do you think, does legend sound about right? If you are leaning that way and saw Betty’s tail going when she sees him I think that would clinch it.
The time before our last stay there we were dropping Marnie off to start her third year of studies. This necessitated her moving to a new flat in the centre of town. We woke on the second day of our stay to a string of frantic messages explaining how she was locked out of her bedroom, a clothes dryer in the room falling across the door way and managing to jam the door somehow. We mentioned it at breakfast to John, he got onto a trusted friend/workman who had Marnie back in her room within the hour. While on that same trip he also happened to playing Good Samaritan to the other guests that were staying. Its only a small place, two guest rooms and a lounge come diner, a little garden our front to sit out and watch the wildlife and his chickens in a small enclosure. You generally become acquainted with the other guest/s and on this trip he had a middle aged couple from Texas who were stopping for two weeks. They had been before; the man was attending a distance learning course at the university and attending the summer school, his wife had come along for the ride with plans to go exploring the area and visiting relatives from the home country. She had broken her foot so was laid up in plaster when we arrived. We heard how John had been a star throughout, taking her to A & E, picking her up, running errands etc. She was a nurse back home so was very curious and impressed with the service she got from the NHS.
John lived in the house as a boy, his mother lives nearby and he has worked within the hospitality industry most of his working life. The B & B represented a change in career for him following some health problems but after five years ploughing this new furrow he says he is a lot happier. We have gotten to chatting over the years and I’ve shared with him some of my health problems and things that I have found helpful in keeping well. He loves dogs and has a hankering to get one having had Springer spaniel’s previously. His mum has a dog which he takes for walks most days-so he is kind of has the best of both worlds, a loving pooch and freedom to go travelling- he loves Greece. When we leave Betty in the house for any length of time he leaves the doors open for her to mooch about and I think that translates to her spending all her time with him more or less.
He also makes a great cooked breakfast- ‘The Full Scottish’ for me (with fresh eggs from his girls) and Gillian vouches for the porridge; so what do you think, does legend sound about right? If you are leaning that way and saw Betty’s tail going when she sees him I think that would clinch it.