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Hostels and Hotels in Stockport
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Alderley Edge, Buxton, Cheadle, Dukinfield, Glossop, High Peak, Hyde, Macclesfield, Stalybridge, Wilmslow
For UK travelers going abroad, we recommend Tenerife, with feel of the UK yet all the sun of Tenerife. Read an extract below from More Ketchup than Salsa, the story of a English couple who left the UK to set up life in Tenerife. Info on how to buy the book can be found below.
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Below you will find short extracts from More ketchup than Salsa by Joe Cawley – not to be missed.
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You’ll get your chance later, Terry. You agreed to do it my way first.’ I grabbed the bag and pushed him towards the stairs. After just five minutes poised behind the front door of Roger’s apartment, Joy phoned to say Pedro had left again. We all filed out and assumed our previous positions. Terry carefully positioned the drill bit over the lock and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. He shook the drill and slapped it a few times but still it refused to work. Fucking thing. Battery’s dead.’ I was just about to ask, rather belatedly, whether he had charged it when my phone rang again.
Alderley Edge, Buxton, Cheadle, Dukinfield, Glossop, High Peak, Hyde, Macclesfield, Stalybridge, Wilmslow
The couple had relocated to Tenerife after Michelle’s aunt opened a hairdressing salon in the South initially employing her niece as a stylist. Michelle, like many, had decided that a new life abroad should also entail a move away from the hairdressing job she had stuck at since leaving school at sixteen, and accepted her aunt’s offer on the understanding that it was temporary. Bar work wasn’t exactly what she had in mind for a breakaway career, but the couple had their eyes on buying their own restaurant and knew that having temporary responsibility of stock control, cashing up and customer diplomacy at the Smugglers would serve as valuable experience eventually. We were all more than happy to leave them in charge of running the bar from 10.30 until 2 or 3a.m. and trusted them in all aspects, from cleaning to cashing up. For several nights they provided the pressure release of a little time off. No problems last night. Usual dickheads and drunks but no spew. Love Shell and Gaz, XX’. Their customary report was stuck to the till with Blue Tak.
Karaoke had proved such a hit, both in drawing the customers and making the till ring, that we had begrudgingly booked Maxi Belle for Saturday and Wednesday evening. Sunday was reserved for a Neil Diamond soundalike who also happened to be from Bolton and had offered us a cheap rate because of the connection. From behind a walrus-like moustache, Tony Delrosso would belt out such hits as ‘I Am I Said’, ‘Song Sung Blue’, and the singalong ‘Sweet Caroline’ to an assorted collection of British, French and German holidaymakers impressed by his effort, if not his melodic precision. Monday night was David’s quiz night, when those who wanted to check if their cerebral matter was still working could test their general knowledge in teams of four. David was quite happy to spend a couple of his rare spare hours compiling 25 questions with a difficulty level varying from ‘What’s the nearest mainland country to Tenerife?’ (Most people would answer Spain, ten times further away than Morocco) to ‘Name the Ten Commandments’. Considering the prize was a bottle of the cheapest sparkling wine we could find, the competition was taken extremely seriously, with more than one competitor walking out, adamant that they were right and the quizmaster was wrong. It was Motown madness on Thursday night. Maxi Belle had recommended a soul act who, apparently, used to be in The Drifters. It was not an uncommon boast, half of the black singers who threw in the obligatory ‘On the Boardwalk’ into their set also made the same claim. If you believed all the claimants, the Drifters would have had more members than the London Symphony Orchestra, and that was just in Tenerife. Having seen his act, whether he was ex-anything or not, we couldn’t deny that he was good. Gene Alexander had an ultra-smooth voice, dazzling footwork and was one of the most professional acts that we had seen on the island. However, he didn’t come cheap, especially when he found out that he’d have to travel out of town to accommodate the Smugglers into his schedule.