Weym-ouch!

We took a road trip down to Weymouth in Dorset, yesterday. The breeder of our puppy lives there and we were going to meet him for the first time. The trip down was un eventful, if wet, as the heavens decided to open most of the way. We had a lovely visit and all fell in love with the little chap. So far so good. We then went into Weymouth, first of all to the Sealife centre, which is one of the best i've seen. Strangely, while there, we bumped into a guy who lives over the road from us back in Crawley. This was fairly strange. We then made a tactical error and decided to go into Weymouth town to try and score some fish and chips. Bad move. Combination of heavy rain, sea food festival and road closures meant we spent the next hour and a half moving about 200 yards in some of the worst traffic jam i've ever seen. Literally people were getting out of their cars and popping to the shops and back again before moving again. Then, as things were finally moving a bit, I saw Rory McGrath wandering down the seafront. Fortunately the trip back was less eventful, although the rain never stopped the whole way back.