Glued in Bude

Not content with having the only exploding toilet in the South West, Gul Plymouth expressed a very real desire to come and steal our beloved swing sign. They're currently having a very beautiful refit and we here in Bude think they may try and half-inch our sign to be the cherry on top of their new decor cake.

Not a chance.

To increase security I duly ordered Tom up our most rickety stepladder (oh don't fret - I was holding it) to superglue the catches. In doing so he does now have a little less skin on his fingers than an hour ago. He whined a bit about this.

Life's tough Thomas. Get a helmet.

Exile On Main Street

A bit of a rainy day here in Bude. That said, we're having a very productive day cleaning, tidying, refreshing and plumping. However, none of this would really make for an exciting blog. So instead we've decided that today's the day on which Tom's well-kept secret should finally be revealed to the world.... that he enjoys hanging about on street corners wearing slightly-less-than-tasteful jogging pants. But don't just take our word for it, take that of a mighty search-engines wandering eye...

Busted Thomas.

So, May bank holiday is once again upon us and the weather is looking more than passable! Pop by and say hello to Team Gul Bude: Myself (Cai), Rachel, Emma and Tom the lonely streetwalker.