Thursday, 4 June 2009

An Infant Safely Delivered



The deal is done. I collected the baby two-seater this morning. You have to hand it to Agnew's - they know how to treat new customers, because I received a fancy Cross pen in a box; a large bouquet of flowers; and a full tank of petrol as promised.

I'm still new-fangled with the diminutive coupé, so I'll post a major review in the fullness of time. However I am delighted with the metallic grey colour, the specification and the chrome pack (which is actually rather discreet).

Here are a few photographs taken this morning at Stormont:-


Wednesday, 3 June 2009

The Day's Good Deed


Strolling through the indoor gardening warehouse at B&Q today, my spirits lifted considerably when I spotted a lovely little pied wagtail walking ahead of me, quite nonchalantly. I was slightly concerned that it would find its way out again, so I kept an eye on it.

Sure enough, it eventually flew to the large windows and repeatedly tried to fly out; in vain as it happened and the wonderful little creature was becoming exhausted since its beak was wide open.

I persevered and, after ten minutes, cornered it at a window; gently handled it with both hands; and carried it to the exit where my joy was boundless as it flew away.

Princess Royal's NI Visit


Her Royal Highness The Princess Royal is visiting Northern Ireland today. HRH is President of the British Olympic Association.

Her Majesty's Ministry

Ever since it came to Power, the Labour Government has been eager to repeal many of our traditions and British ways of life; not least the Executive, and the Legislature, viz. the abolition of our hereditary Peerage in the House of Lords.

The socialist Government has almost irretrievably meddled with the Offices of State within Her Majesty's Ministry and, in particular, the Cabinet.

The four great Offices of State, namely Prime Minister and First Lord of the Treasury; Secretary of State for the Home Department; Secretary of State for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs; and Chancellor of the Exchequer remain in name at least. The Secretaries of State for Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland; the Secretary of State for Defence and some other departments remain.

One of the primary New Labour casualties has been the Office of Lord High Chancellor, now known commonly as the Justice Secretary.

The New Labour regime has unceremoniously got rid of these traditional departments:-

  • the Secretary of State for Industry
  • the Secretary of State for Employment
  • the Minister of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food
  • the Secretary of State for Trade
  • the Secretary of State for Education and Science
They have whimsically added several new ministries as pet projects of their own, viz. International Development; Communities and Local Government; Women and Equalities; Children, Schools and Families; Climate Change; Work and Pensions; Culture, Media and Sport; and Innovation, Universities and Skills.

Feeling a measure of reactionary zeal today, I wish Mr Cameron's new government would reinstate our traditional ministries within eighteen months of Office, thereby saving many millions of pounds to the Taxpayer, courtesy of socialist lavishness at our expense.

The Leinster Arms

The similarities between the coat-of-arms of the Dukes of Leinster and the Barons de Ros are quite obvious, thus indicating the marital lineage of the two families.

Whilst the crest and the supporters differ, the arms Argent, a saltire gules - or the saltire of St Patrick as we now know it - feature predominantly.

The motto, Crom A Boo - Crom to Victory - is the same.

His Grace the Duke of Leinster is the Premier Duke, Marquess and Earl of Ireland; while the Lord de Ros is the Premier Baron of England. Both families share extraordinary lineages.

Tuesday, 2 June 2009

Portballintrae Weekend


What a popular little resort Portballintrae is. It lies between Portrush and Bushmills in County Antrim. Incidentally, we are particularly fond of Bushmills. For a small village, it boasts a good number of restaurants, small supermarkets, a hardware store, bakery, butchery, chip shops and much more besides.

We dined on Sunday evening at probably my favourite hotel in Northern Ireland: the Bushmills Inn. Whilst it may not technically be a five-star hotel, it exudes that aura of old-fashioned service, charm, opulence, character and style which comes with decades of experience. This excellence is reflected in its patrons, many of them tourists and golfers from North America and further afield. This hotel is attuned to its patrons and caters for their needs and demands. Since there was a large number of Canadian guests staying there, the Canadian flag was being flown. The hotel has been tastefully extended recently.

We had an aperitif in the lounge-bar. The range of spirits and liquors in general is impressive; so I ordered a Tanqueray gin and tonic. At seven forty-five we made our way into the dining-room, where I enjoyed a prime Ulster fillet steak with garlic fried potatoes and sliced mushrooms. My pudding was sticky toffee pudding with whipped cream. The steak was thick and quite rare. I'd requested it to be served medium; however, I still enjoyed it. The Dowager had a starter of prawns and crab served in a ramekin.

We shared a glass of port at the end of our meal. I noticed an expensive Cognac costing £75 a glass! One minor quibble I have with restaurants in general is that many no longer serve a garnish with meals; even a token garnish of lettuce and tomato would suffice. Main courses seem bare without this. The Bushmills Inn is not the most economical of establishments; however, their service, standards, stylishness, ambiance and character more than compensate for this extra expenditure.

I'm afraid I am unable to extend the same compliment to the Causeway Hotel. It is, and always has been, popular. The occasional coach-load is testament to that. Whereas the Bushmills Inn aspires to five-star standards, the Causeway Hotel makes no pretensions to attain this level of service and cuisine. Portions are exceptionally generous. I was disappointed that my favourite battered scampi was omitted from the menus - although there was breaded scampi. I had the chilli beef in pitta bread with an Oriental sauce and stir-fried vegetables. Whilst it was tasty, it was rather unappealingly served on the plate.

Many of the staff seem to be young students with limited experience of catering for discerning guests. Nevertheless, I do like the old-fashioned, traditional atmosphere of the Causeway Hotel and we shall doubtless revisit in due course. It is considerably less expensive than the Bushmills Inn and the lounge-bar is particularly popular for meals.

To return to the village of Portballintrae: after breakfast every morning I strolled above the cliff to Seaport Lodge and harbour. I revelled in watching the gorgeous little sand martens flying swiftly over the calm sea and perching on an old cable. Seaport Lodge is currently undergoing major renovations.

Seaport is quite a modest, two-storey bow-fronted house built around 1770 for James Leslie as a marine residence and bathing lodge. I had an amble round the surrounding field and noticed a curious structure built into the hill, now roofless. Could it have been an ice-house? The lodge itself has a round-headed entrance door in bow; ground-floor windows are round-headed. There are single-storey bows in the end elevations, with similar windows; and a conspicuous balustraded roof parapet. The interior oval hall has a Classical plasterwork ceiling. Seaport is presently white; though it is believed that grey was the original colour.

Seaport Lodge has the most commanding prospect of Portballintrae. Sweeney's bar was formerly the gate lodge to the House.

Monday, 1 June 2009

Home Again

We have arrived home this afternoon. What a scorcher it has been. Unsurprisingly, it was a busy weekend at Portballintrae, County Antrim. We have dined at the Causeway Hotel and the Bushmills Inn Hotel. We'd intended lunching today at the Bushmills Garden Centre; however, in the event, we just decided to drive home directly.

I've been endeavouring to keep fuel levels in the two-seater low. Despite this action, I still had to put a fiver's worth of petrol into the tank before we motored home. The orange warning light continues to remind me of the low reserves, though I have five-litre plastic can in the boot.