Sou'wester 2
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On most mornings we woke up to frost.
Here's Jo, of an evening, glued to something soapy on our new, small, inexpensive and very good b&w TV. When we'd been about to set off from home a friend pulled up and asked where we were heading for. Laughingly he said, "You sure know how to show a girl a good time".
Games of Scrabble seem to have gone right out of fashion since the TV arrived and I hardly ever listened to any CDs. We do listen to traffic reports when we're driving. Crashes, jams and roadworks seemed to be all around us on this holiday. But never in front! |
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Bude at breakfast time. Sea like a millpond.
In a record shop with a Bluebeat CD in my hand I waited overlong for my presence to be acknowledged and walked out without it. |
| We stopped here because there was a sand drift ahead of us and shortly afterwards we watched the grinning driver of a local council's Ford Transit getting unimpressively stuck in it for several minutes. |
Down to Boscastle where the sea was every shade of blue you could imagine, but mainly Mediterranean.
| Tintagel Castle is a bit over-rated and
besides, for Jo
this was a bridge too far. Too
far for King Arthur too - he almost certainly never went there (but, hey,
why let the truth get in the way of a good story?).
Just as interesting to me was a Celtic cross carved into a standing stone in the front garden of a pub on the main street. |
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