Goths and Betws y Coed

We went to have lunch at the Best Western Hotel in Betws y Coed to celebrate our friend Graham's birthday yesterday. The carvery was OK, but for some reason the pate was served with no toast or bread. That's like beef with no yorkshire pudding or a car without wheels. They put it right when asked.

The shops in Betws are so geared to tourists, but there is one I like which sells Goth-style clothing. I like the look. It reminds me of the Hammer Horror films and Frankenstein. One of my natural cousins is a Goth and works as a biologist down in the south of England. Haven't seen her for ages, so I must look her up.

On reflection, I will stick with the old 'smart casual' look at work. I won't go Goth - it might shock some people.