Sanctuary’s Curse

Friday 26 October 2018

After a period of calm with relatively normal guests (apart from the super pasty Scottish germophobe, that we were convinced was a serial killer and the delightfully eccentric archaeologist with mad scientist hair, that kept a beautifully ornate bible on his bedside table and LOVED a chinwag), we were getting ready for an early night and just finishing up the dishes when there was a commotion…

After the blue-haired nightmare, we closed all dates that Sanctuary was in town. Last night was one of them but we made an exception for the nice sounding couple who were visiting family for 4 nights. We only had this one couple in, who had been here for 2 nights already, with no problems. It became apparent that the commotion was happening in our hallway and at that point a police van pulled up outside the building and separated them from each other. MUCH boozing had been done. After giving them some privacy (the doors and walls are like paper anyway) we managed to piece together what might have happened.

Someone on the street had seen him wallop her and called the police. He said they had just had too much to drink and she had lost her purse. She said everything was fine and she had no idea why the police were here, that red mark was nothing. It ended an hour later with him going to spend a night in the cells (much to her protestation) and her going up to their room alone. Who knows what this morning will bring but they are due to stay another night and we have a full house today!

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Anyway, we had had a nice few hours out in Keswick during the day with a couple of friends. We discovered that evolution is a hoax (the website is pretty hilarious – both in content and design).

And we visited Arkwright’s shop – he wasn’t in though.