The Failboats and the Haunted Bathroom

It’s a common occurrence when you go away with friends: you wake up, but you can hear the shower going, so you laze about in bed for a while, or go and make a cuppa, waiting for whoever it is to finish.  Finally, you hear the hairdryer going and you know it’ll be your turn soon.

Ordinary, every-day stuff, right?

Except there was no-one in the shower at the time.  Not a one of us.  We were all in bed, waiting (as it turns out) for absolutely nobody to finish in the shower.

Still, if you’re going to be sharing a house with a ghost, it’s nice to know it’s a clean one with good hygeine habits.

The house in question is the Glen Bakery in Rutherglen, where four of us headed for a long weekend of awesomeness and card games (among other things).  As you might be able to guess from the name, it was formerly a bakery, so it was right on the main street for a start.  You can’t find a more central location than that.  It still has the original bakery oven, too, in a separate building at the back, although we didn’t find it until we were literally about to leave.

The place was absolutely huge!  We all had our own rooms and beds, which rarely ever happens on a Failboats getaway.  And there were several other bathrooms aside from the haunted one, which we appreciated a great deal.

But what happens on a Failboats getaway, you may ask?  And who are these Failboats anyway?  Very simply, the Failboats are some of my best friends.  We became friends thanks in part to a website dedicated to a series of books we loved but mostly because of an epic collaborative story that we all wrote together.  We live in four different states and territories but we get together whenever humanly possible.  All up, there are seven of us, although only four of us were able to come to the Rutherglen long weekend.

Oh, and we like to take silly photos.  You’ll see some evidence of this below.  This will also fill you in on the subject of what happens when we get together.

I wore my two handmade dresses on the weekend, although I only have photos of the day when I was wearing something bought.  Of course…  One of said dresses allowed us to make the acquaintance of two rather adorable children who were in the fish and chip shop when we ventured there for dinner.  The little girl took one look at me and declared, “You’ve got cars on your dress!”  Her brother, not to be outdone, then decided to describe all of our dresses.  This led to a lovely random conversation with the kids and their grandmother, all thanks to a handmade dress.  This is the power of handmade, people.  It’s real and it seems to attract small children.

When not conversing with random children, our stay involved a wine tour with Anne and Frances (Frances is her car) and many hours of our life lost to the addictive game, Forbidden Island.  And, as is customary on these trips, we created and consumed a truly splendid antipasto platter, as well as making our way through various leftover Christmas chocolates and tea.

You can click on the images below to browse through the gallery, complete with various witty captions (or so I hope).

My bedroom and GIANT bed and the door leading to yet more places to explore.
Old switches in the original shopfront of the bakery.
Emily joins us as we explore! I was hoping for a secret room, but all we found was a locked door.
The original bakery oven, hidden away in the back section of the house. The room in which it is housed was so gloomy and dark you might not even have noticed the oven at all.
The requisite photo of Aimee pouring wine for all. This is a Failboats tradition of sorts.
There was knitting, of course! This is Jen's scarf, which she was also knitting back in June last year.
If you've ever played Forbidden Island, you'll know what a glorious image this is. If you haven't played it, it's time for you start.
The only Failboats photo of all of us on the porch of the Glen Bakery. All faily things are intentional. That's how we do things on the failboat.
Wine touring!
On the wine tour road with Anne. For once, my short legs earned me a front seat!
Totally unposed photo.
We stopped at Bailey's of Glenrowan on our way home and found these gorgeous old ruins.

Although we packed in as much as possible, it was all over far too soon.  On the up side, the next Failboats trip is at the beginning of March and all seven of us will be at that one.  Only time will tell if we’ll encounter another haunted bathroom.

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Tess 2nd February 2015 - 7:33 pm

Awesome shots of pretty girls in all its silliness! 🙂
Oooo, a haunted house! At least the ghost seemed rather nice and playful. Perhaps it was the old baker who wanted to show a bit of appreciation that you decided to visit his/her old premises.

When I moved to Luleå, my flat was haunted and I figured out afterwards, why I felt very uncomfortable when I passed the threshold for the first time. The air was loaded with bad energy and my poor dog hated to be left alone. It turned out to be a little girl who had passed away in that very flat. Apparently she loved dogs and appeared when I went out. The neighbours started complaining because the dog barked tirelessly in distress and that’s when the story was unraveled by a psychic friend…

Sounds like you had a perfect getaway with best friends, silly poses, wine and I guess there were cheese involved too right? And that bed sure looks inviting, As for the ghost in the shower, well, he or she certainly gives the story a bit of a twist…

Katie Writes Stuff 2nd February 2015 - 9:35 pm

If only there’d been time for more silliness! Still, we managed one failboats photo of all of us, and another of the Melbourne trio, so all is not lost.

I don’t think I could have stayed in your flat – it all sounds a bit sad and unsettling. Thankfully, there wasn’t any of that in the house we stayed in. Just someone intent on having their shower before we all woke up!

The bed was so huge! I kept going to check the time and finding I’d have to go on a small trek to reach the edge of the bed. It was comfy, though.

Tess 3rd February 2015 - 12:43 am

Such huge beds ought to have a map and compass attached to them. I am sure you slept like a princess in it! 😀

I think we’re all expecting top class silliness when you all get together in March, now that you have been practising for a whole weekend. Might strike the others as a tad bit unfair, since the four of you have got yourselves a head start… 😉

Katie Writes Stuff 3rd February 2015 - 8:30 am

It’s OK – we all have a natural tendency towards silliness. 😀 The March gathering should be especially good as we’ll have a bit more time up our sleeves, hopefully. I’m afraid our accommodation won’t be quite as glamorous this time around, though.

Trey 3rd February 2015 - 3:37 am

Yay Failboats!

I love the idea of a squeaky clean ghost. “I ain’t ‘fraid of no soap!”

Katie Writes Stuff 3rd February 2015 - 8:33 am

I also love that it apparently couldn’t stand the idea of haunting about the place with damp hair. It’s definitely a unique one.

Bonita Vear (@bjvear) 3rd February 2015 - 12:25 pm

Did you stay at the bakery at Rutherglen? I stayed there once too! It was for my brother-in-laws wedding, and it was such a beautiful place to stay. I also love the scenery around Rutherglen; it’s so beautiful. ❤

bonita of Lavender & Twill

Katie Writes Stuff 3rd February 2015 - 12:29 pm

Yes, that’s the place! It’s so lovely and old-fashioned, isn’t it? If it had been any cooler, we were totally prepared to stoke up the kitchen range and cook something on it, because how often do you get to do something like that?

It definitely is lovely countryside. My parents live in Beechworth, which is practically next door in country terms, so I’m able to enjoy the scenery on a semi-regular basis.

Aimee 3rd February 2015 - 9:43 pm

I still don’t really believe that wasn’t one of you guys in that bathroom… Next time don’t open hair-dryers which have been left lying around! I love our Failboats photo at the bakery. It turned out well!

Katie Writes Stuff 3rd February 2015 - 9:50 pm

It was such a good hair dryer, though! Probably because it was powered by ghost…

The various types of fail in the bakery photo make me laugh every time. It just goes to show we can always bring something new to a Failboats photograph.

Rebecca 3rd February 2015 - 11:38 pm

Huzzah! I appreciated my FAIL card – though I was sad not to be able to make this trip. I do love the photo of Aimee pouring the wine. It should be noted that she never pours a standard drink and we all end up drunk after imbibing half a bottle in one glass…

Katie Writes Stuff 4th February 2015 - 9:33 am

There was an extra level of fail with the failcards in that we only found one place selling actual postcards and there was a choice of three of the most boring postcards I’ve ever seen in my life. On the up side, sending actual cards allowed more room for decoration. 😀


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