Saturday, 9 March 2024

Disaster!

 


Ok, well maybe not a disaster, but to be honest it’s been a shitty few weeks, pun very much intended. For the last 12 days (as I write this) we have been effectively stuck on the campsite. 


Having recovered from the infection I had, and with Ian’s sore back much improved, we were looking forward to getting out and about. The usual stuff, visiting local villages, walking in the hills, nothing too wild. Sadly that was not to be. Following a lovely day out that I’ll share another time, I got food poisoning. High temperature, upset tum and aching joints. At one point mid fever, the pain in my joints was so bad, I convinced myself I had Reactive Arthritis. My time at Versus Arthritis taught me lots https://versusarthritis.org/about-arthritis/conditions/reactive-arthritis/       



The good news is, I can now confirm I don’t have that, but I have spent much of the last 2 weeks alternating between the bed and the (thankfully close) toilet block.



Ian managed to amuse himself by writing a computer game in a language he’s not familiar with, that included lots of binary maths and conversions from signed to unsigned numbers and back again (if you know me, even in a totally brain functioning state I wouldn’t understand this, never mind in a brain fog fever state). Together we sat it out. 




Lexi came in very handy as Ian headed back and forth to the pharmacy and local shop so he could have some food, even if I couldn’t, and somehow, I have just about come out the other side, albeit tired, eating very small portions.

Thankfully Justin and Jamie rescued Ian one day and took him out to prevent total cabin fever, no photo’s obviously - I wasn’t there to take them! and we did manage a night out before the dreaded lurgy struck, so at least I have something to tell you about!


As you will know by now, we are fans of the TV series Benidorm and in the show the key to a good night out is very much focussed on Neptunes Bar…If you’ve spotted the title picture, you will have guessed our night out! Now although Neptunes is fictional, the external view is real and is called The Morgan Tavern; now also known as Neptunes (obviously!)




The Morgan Tavernis a show bar that has different acts on each hour during the evening, it’s always busy and it’s a real party atmosphere! As you open the door the noise hits you. It’s a wall of sound that throbs through you, you can’t help but be impacted by it. Some would run a mile, I love it!


It’s dark, full of people enjoying themselves, and fairy lights galore!



Fairy lights on the ceiling, round the walls, on people’s heads and for sale for those who want to join the light show literally.


We managed to nap a table as the first act came on. I think Maria is basically the warm up act, but she is brilliant. Big hits, belted out with a great voice. The party has started! The dancing is somewhat wild and the energy level high.





We began to realise that in our old age the padded seats at the side looked much more comfy than the hard high stools, so we toddled off to the padded seats as they became available.




The range of people were incredible, from hen parties in their 20’s dressed as grannies, those in their early thirties who are on a boys trip to Benidorm, groups of pensioners waiting out the winter here (most of Yorkshire and Humberside must be here) to the formally dressed, stereotypical retired Latin school mistress, or winklepicker wearing snazzily dressed widower. Everyone is here! There was nothing holding anyone back, the school mistress danced with the wild abandon of a festival goer and the youngsters showed no sign of the shy, lockdown, slightly anxious around people generation we hear about. Brilliant!


The acts were mixed to say the least! 


Elton John was horrific, I mean painful! He’d changed the key of the classics, but still missed the notes. His showmanship was in the gutter and he quickly emptied the dancefloor and had the audience heading to the bar (maybe that was the plan!). 



The Reggae singer was fabulous.


Next was a Take That tribute. Strangely there were only two of them! Their backing tracks did most of the heavy lifting for them, but they were still fun to  listen to and dance along to.      


 The acts go on till about 3am (but we don’t!) so we left the late night party goers to it and headed back to Agy.


Thank goodness we had a fun night out before disaster struck!








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