And this was how wet Vanessa and I were as we watched.
What followed were five more days/nights of kiddie "entertainment" (not sure the Ghost Train was really for them).
More bizarre encounters.
And even more bizarre encounters.
Yes, dear friends, the remainder of our trip to Northern Ireland was "memorable" (or at least the bits I can remember were).
But we're back in Yorkshire now and, most importantly, the long bank holiday weekend starts tomorrow.
I do hope you're as pleased about this as I am relieved.
Right, I'm going back to bed.