As mentioned, lack of a microwave together with lack of ovenproof dishes has disrupted our ability to feed ourselves. So, as midday approached, we climbed down the 53 steps, clicking the light switches as we went. (The light on the stairs goes out very quickly, leaving you stumbling in the dark until you catch on to the idea of clicking each switch as you come to it.)
View of Ramsgate
Once out in the street we began visiting each pub of cafe that seemed to be open to ask whether they were serving food. It turned out, as we expected, that either they were not serving food or only doing so for customers who had reserved.
Another view of Ramsgate
Having drawn blanks everywhere, we encountered a shop that was open. It was a newsagent’s and general store, selling tinned food, crisps and a few other food items. We decided that this was good enough. We made our purchases for the princely sum of £4.99 and carried our booty home.
We made lunch (“made” being a relative term) and retired bedwards to rest from our labours.
There is probably food enough left over for another healthily light meal this evening and this will free us from the necessity of confronting the 53 steps again until tomorrow.
Merry Christmas!
SilverTiger at home and abroad 