The boys had such a big mishap, and were quite down! Sarah Ferguson, the woman who made an offer on the hotel, brought some or other uncle whose knowledge of old buildings she wanted to exploit a bit, and after he had looked the place over, he had apparently adviced her not to buy.
 The reason for this is the crack in one of the back walls, but as this had been noted a hundred years ago on a deed of sale, I think it was rediculous, as it had never gone further than described in a note on the topic dated about sixty years previously.
The poor boys were devastated, as they were all packed and raring to go!
As they had decided to just do the two functions, and then I had to use up everything left in the kitchen, I was beginning to worry about what I was going to do when there was no more food to serve. But they put my mind at rest, telling me that they will pay me in full every week until the hotel was finally sold,
Luckily another interested buyer, who had come to look before, had decided to put in an offer, and from then on it was just a question of time.
But in the meantime I had to keep busy,as I had no food to do left, and to help the boys, I took a job with the B@B next doors, doing breakfast for Jacquee, as she had taken a nursing job, and Ray, her husband could not cope after he had a light stroke. They were wonderful people to work for, and when our hotel closed altogether, she asked me whether I would do the rooms also, as she was struggling, I gladly said yes.
The good thing about this was that now the boys could only pay up on what I earned with Jacquee and Ray, and it made me feel a lot better.
Irma had gone home by now, and it was a pity, as now that I did not have to cook every night, I was free after I did the job at the B@B, so had a lot of time to see new places, and revisit old ones.
My favourite swimming place in Glen Lyon was visited a lot during this time, and I took Liz with whenever she was free, and we spent idyllic afternoons swimming and barbequeing.
The boys decided to go away to visit Brendon's parents for a week, and as they couldn't take the two dogs, they asked me to look after them. They were wonderful dogs, with Jules, a white as snow female with the bluest eyes ever, just wanted to sleep on my bed, and I felt bad to shove her off ten times a night! The thing is, I am badly allergic to the fine hair on animals, and was not in the mood to serve breakfast with swollen and red eyes!