It’s been one of the hottest, driest and sunniest summers but all good things must come to an end. As we post this entry normal service has been resumed as it’s grey, raining and storm Amy has just blown through.
Breaking up is hard to do
Relax, it’s not us! The old stone on the front terrace was starting to break up, something we all do with age, and it was becoming a danger. So we had to have it taken up and replaced. Alistair arrived at the beginning of August to tackle the very hard work involved. It took him two weeks, and it wasn’t cheap, but it is now safe and a big improvement.
Eagle eyed readers will spot the obvious but we don’t need this pointing out and have been told it will eventually fade in……….
Don’t you want me?
After having so many reasons why we ‘couldn’t’, they changed the rules so that we ‘could’ – give blood that is. Neil is O negative, which is uncommon and is a valuable blood type as that makes him the universal donor as it can be given to anybody. There’s been a national shortage but things such as our travelling to malarial countries and just getting old have stood in the way. Well, as desperation set in, they finally relented on age and he’s now back in the fold to give his very precious blood. Sadly, Cheryl was rejected after being assessed as low iron. There is an upside, she’s now on a diet of dark chocolate, red wine and steak – she’s very pleased.
That’s what friends are for
Whilst Alistair was slaving away on the house, we went up to Shropshire to have a week with old friends Brenda and Tony. When we cancelled our membership of The Canalboat Club we swopped our week on a boat for a week in an apartment in the marina at Ellesmere. We had a great time, visiting a couple of local towns by bus plus taking in a trip to the legendary Pontcysyllte Aqueduct. We had taken a boat over it a few times, but B&T had never seen it before – they were not disappointed.
Neil’s birthday coincided with Ellesmere Carnival, and we were treated to a lovely day, a perfectly located beer tent in the garden and Neil got on the stage with the local Burlesque Girls as they strutted their stuff. We had a great day and a fabulous week with them – thanks guys, as always we really enjoyed your company.
Shortly after we got home Chris and Viv came to stay for a couple of nights. It’s their annual visit from Sydney to Brecon to see Viv’s mum and visit friends. It was great to see them; we always have a laugh and this time we included a visit to Beer Quarry Caves. Of course, there was the inevitable buckets of wine and beer.
Homeward bound
In our last entry we mentioned that Alex and Freddy were considering a move out of London to Exeter, sometime in 2026 or 2027. We both concluded that they had gone so far down the line with the idea of moving that it was imminent. Sure enough, they went to see houses, we all went to see one house in particular, and before we knew it, the house was bought and their own house in London sold! Wow, I thought that sometimes we made quick decisions but this was immense. All things being equal, they should be in their new home by Christmas.
Hole in The Ground
Bank Holiday Monday and Neil noticed a very large damp area where our driveway meets the lane. It was more than just damp as water started to ooze up in a couple of places. The water to the house was quickly turned off and fingers crossed it wasn’t on our side of the water supply. Phew! Not us. It was reported, but got worse, day by day, by day, by day. Water was bubbling up in new places, lifting the tarmac and running down the lane.
South West Water eventually sent a man – who assessed, said we weren’t category 1 and left. Weeks went by and eventually 2 men turned up and started digging leaving just enough room for us to access the drive. They dug, they fixed – with what looked like a dirty rag, but it seemed to hold, then they left. A week later another crew arrived to fill it in, but no attempt was made to patch the small pot holes in the lane. It was quite farcical, the waste of water and time taken for South West Water to repair the leak and the state the lane is now in.
Heigh Ho, Heigh Ho, Its off to work we go
We gave up the rat race in 2008 and lived the ‘life of Riley’ ever since. However, we both have found ourselves sucked back into the world of work. We’re still working on a voluntary basis but the hours and intensity have shot up. The Trustees of The Gateway Theatre agreed on a new vision, however the existing small team of staff decided it wasn’t for them and resigned. There’s a new Theatre Director in place now, but additional help was required and we stepped up.
The bar stewards – Abba Nightswiftie Neil
We’re still doing the bar, cleaning the pipes and ordering the stock but we’ve gone a step further. Cheryl is a Trustee with the ‘finance’ portfolio and is covering the day to day bookkeeping as well finding cost savings. Neil is recruiting and training new volunteers behind the bar. Of course, with Cheryl in what feels like full time employment Neil has become a househusband, a role which he finds immensely satisfying……not!!
Take a walk on the wild side
We’ve had a great year for fruit, masses of apples, pears and figs. Whilst choosing an apple, Neil heard a scraping noise and looked around to see what was going on. Sure enough, in the corner of the garden he saw a young badger trying to scrape a way through the fence. Neil eventually convinced him it was time to head off down the drive but before he got the end the badger slipped through a hole under the fence into next door. Neil shared a photo with all the neighbours and then Karen from the other adjoining garden said the ‘young Billy’ was in her garden and getting harassed by her two dogs. She manged to get the dogs back in the house, but she did say he looked very confused. Poor little fella, he should have been asleep and instead he was having to fight off two large dogs. Watch this space.
Nothing Compares 2U
Finally, some very sad family news which we won’t elaborate on. Suffice it to say, niece Anna lost her battle with The Big ‘C’. She will be missed so much.
More of the usual ramblings on the good life in a seaside town.
After a long closure our wonderful local Theatre was back open for business, and the best bar team were out in force for the opening fundraiser.
We’ve settled into the usual summer routine of eating, drinking and having fun with family and friends. We celebrated Pat and Don’s 40th wedding anniversary with drinks and snacks outdoors in their gorgeous garden with the rest of The Social Club. We keep thanking our lucky stars that we have such sociable neighbours that love to laugh at themselves as well as each other. We also have a new venue for our mission to keep the local bars and restaurants in business by frequenting them as much as possible. The Harbour in Axmouth advertised a new ‘wrinklies special carvery’ every Wednesday lunchtime for £12. Not one to miss a bargain Cheryl recruited the social club to give it a try. Well, fabulous sunshine, an amazing lunch with so many vegetables to choose from gave us another superb afternoon. Everybody agreed it was a delicious lunch, and the bonus was it was great value. All booked again for next month!
Next was Neil’s Siblings lunch with June and Bill and spouses Roy and Sue. Another sunny day meant letting Roxy go topless all the way to The Cotswolds and as it was a long drive just for the day we took the opportunity to stay over with June and have a really good catch up.
Alex and Freddy plus children arrived for a short stay and took themselves off to Exmouth on the Friday to ‘take a look’. They are seriously considering leaving London and perhaps moving to Exeter. We had a trip to The Donkey Sanctuary with the grandchildren and then everyone, apart from Neil, set off for Exeter for a few days to further explore the area that they identified as the place they would want to live if they were to move.
Neil’s son and grandson also visited and we had just enough time for a beach walk and lunch. As we left the seafront cafe the rain started which gave grandson the opportunity to visit the Arcade, a place we hadn’t frequented much. It’s a seaside tradition and whilst the old fashioned penny falls machines brought back some childhood memories the rest of the tacky machines did not appeal at all. The rest of the day was spent indoors playing games and for him to demonstrate his newly learned tunes on his mini electric guitar.
How long?
Early June brought us our 7th wedding anniversary and as it had been at least a week since we had a curry, we took ourselves off to Rajini for some delicious food and a few drinks. When Neil booked he informed them that it was our anniversary. On arrival we found the table had been decorated to wish us a happy birthday but on the bright side they kindly gave us a small chocolate cake for dessert. Not very Indian but very welcome!
June ended on a high with the visit of John and Suz, playmates from Goa. They had spent the last 10 years or so living in France and decided to move back to the UK last November.
They came to stay for a few days and so we started with a curry night, we took them on the tram, had lunch out, they both wanted a spin in the Mustang, and we ended their stay with a BBQ and way, way too much wine.
Bienvenue
The next big event was in mid-July. Our twinning village, Thury Harcourt in Normandy, came to stay and we accommodated Nicolas as our usual playmates, Chantal and Jean-Philippe couldn’t come over as they had agreed to look after their grandchildren. Nicolas was the perfect guest, he just went with the flow as we all enjoyed an afternoon in Seaton and a full day out at Bicton Park & Sidmouth followed by a formal dinner on Saturday.
Sunday was spent en famille so we joined up with Andrea and her guest Verena for a tram ride, lunch in Colyton, a visit to the Wetlands and a quick swim. The day ended with a BBQ for a larger group from the Twinning on the Sunday.
C’est facile
It was all over in a flash as we waved goodbye to them as they boarded the bus on Monday morning.
Rest in Peace
Sadly we experienced an unexpected loss when our good friend Liz suffered a heart attack and died shortly afterwards. Liz and husband Graham run our U3A wine club, are members of the Twinning Association and we’ve had many meals out together. We’ve also had a lot of fun dressing up in ridiculous costumes to promote various performances at The Gateway. We will really miss Liz, and her loss has reminded us how no one knows how much time they have left. We’ve often joked about who was going first and what we would do without each other. We were stunned and now we support Graham whenever he needs us including a few beers and a curry.
After the extended travels we needed a quiet March and April. Well, we wish! Multiple family visits around the country, a surprise not to be missed event in London and a visit to foreign parts meant we were busier than ever.
Family values
Back home for four days for Neil and one night for Cheryl before bags packed again and off to Keynsham to spend time with Neil’s son and family. It was great to see them, and we had an opportunity to watch Sunday morning rugby, see the new school and to listen to the little man’s constant chattering – he never stops!
Next stop June and Roy a few miles outside Gloucester to see how they are getting on and get the latest on niece Anna and her constant fight against the silent assassin. It was just one night as we were on our way to Cheshire to spend some time with Leanne. She showed us her new business where she does her sports massage. A grand day out at Biddulph Grange where we learnt something new – do you know what a stumpery is? Finally a quiz in Macclesfield. It was an excellent quiz, very different in several ways with some local knowledge required and let’s just say it was not our finest moment.
The Stumpery
Finally back in Seaton in time to watch the Grizzly in glorious sunshine. It’s an annual event attended by runners from around the country and the town was packed.
Scrummy
Now, the sensational one-off as mentioned in the opening paragraph. June sent us a fairly cryptic WhatsApp message that, on enquiring further, revealed that great nephew Fred would be playing rugby for his school, the under 18’s, in the schools final at the home of English Rugby Union, Twickenham! Well, it had to be done didn’t it.
After a bit of rapid messaging, we had all of Neil’s siblings together and lots of nephews and nieces to give King’s School, Gloucester the support they deserved for getting to the final. What a day and what support from so many people who arrived in coaches and cars.
At half time King’s were 11- 16 down even though our supporters out shouted and out hollered the opposition’s supporters. Having resigned ourselves to the inevitable defeat, and we had heard the opposition were the favourites, the disappointment soon changed as King’s came out all guns blazing in the second half and set about demolishing the opposition scoring and scoring again and again.
Final result, 29-16. At the final whistle a huge cheer rang around the amazing Twickenham Stadium. We booked a nearby hotel and that evening we had dinner with Bill, Sue, Kate, Sarah and children Jack and Evie. An absolutely amazing and unexpected day. Cheryl then headed off for a few more days in London to have more cuddles with Lyra & Luke.
A tale of two quizzes
Having failed miserably with Leanne and Neil in Macclesfield we didn’t rate our chances at the Gateway Fundraising quiz at the football ground. We joined forces with our Gateway bar chums Linda and Dennis plus Liz and Graham from The Twinning and U3A. Dennis came up with the team’s name, The Bar Stewards, and we duly made amends for the previous quiz by winning, hurrah! There was a prize, vouchers to spend at a local beachfront café, The Hideaway. We had a lovely lunch, a couple of drinks, lots of laughs and watched in awe as Graham polished off two cream teas.
Hola amigos
Then we were off again – this time for a short break to Spain to see Neil’s old school mate, Clive and his wife Karen. They’ve been living in the really attractive small town of Alcalali for around 10 years. We had a great time, visiting nearby resorts Calpe, Denia and Javea. Clive cooked us paella one evening, delish, and on another night, we went to a nearby restaurant that served up wild boar – also delish!
They were quite insistent that they took us to a special Sunday lunch in the nearby hills which was located in an old Roman Villa. The host was just amazing, giving everyone a tour of the premises before we sat down for an excellent five course lunch with as much home-made wine as you could possibly drink. What could possibly go wrong?
There were about 70 covers in the restaurant and it was the league of nations. French, Norwegian, Russian, us Brits, Spanish and Lithuanians. After lunch each table had to sing a song which C&K had warned us about. We chose Nellie the Elephant and quite a few people joined in with the chorus. We received a great round of appreciation from the rest of the restaurant when we finished.
Next the professional entertainers sang a mix of Spanish and popular songs. As the wine flowed soon everyone was up singing and dancing.
Then it went a little bit downhill from there, and we did our bit to help. Neil was dancing like his dad and Cheryl performed a heartfelt Karaoke ‘I Will Survive’. It can’t have been all that bad as she did get a well-deserved and raucous round of applause and cheering. It was an amazing afternoon and a great stay with C&K – thanks guys we had a fabulous time with you.
We finished off our trip to Spain with a few nights in Valencia which is has lots of green spaces, excellent walking in parks, a huge indoor market, stunning buildings and fine tapas. The river which previously flowed through the city was diverted in the 1950’s following severe flooding. The riverbed is now an extensive city park with a futuristic science park and entertainment complex as well as sports pitches and themed garden spaces.
central marketWhat’s that at the back???
Under pressure
Our apartment was perfectly placed for us to reach all the attractions and restaurants on foot and was only a short walk to the metro to get to the airport for the flight to Heathrow However, our careful plans came to an abrupt halt on arrival in the lounge where we got the first text to tell us our flight was delayed by an hour. As regular readers know, ‘lucky’ is Neil’s middle name and the decision to use up Avios and travel business class really paid off as at least we were comfortable in the lounge as the delay became longer and longer.
You would expect everyone on board the plane to be fed up with the delay but there was an air of anticipation over whether we would break the 3 hour late deadline. It was tense and we did circle over Heathrow a few times but the pilot and crew managed to get the plane down, at the gate and the doors open at…………2 hours and 56 minutes, pah!
We finally made it to Alex & Freddy’s house for a couple of nights before finally getting the train home.
Heard it on the grapevine
April ended with some beautiful weather, our first BBQ of the year and our Annual Town Council Meeting where the council reviews its highlights of the past year and public have a question and answer session. Last year was a tad awkward as no members of the public attended at all! The date of the meeting is on the council website but you do have to search to find it so Neil decided to do his bit for community engagement and publicise the meeting on social media. It must have had an effect as we actually had some people there and they did ask some questions – success! So much better than last year.
How do you to mark a major milestone in life? Yes, the old girl was about to hit the onset of her sunset years as she reached the ripe old age of 60. This would have gained her official OAP status in the good old days, however both Tories and Sir Keir have agreed she needs to grow up a bit more before she gets that honoured status. But hell, who needs to grow up? She’s perfectly happy to continue to act her shoe size, and Neil wouldn’t have it any other way.
Mmmmmm, we haven’t been to South America, and I really want to visit Ecuador and Peru. Cheryl’s bucket list ‘ticks’ number one and two The Galapagos Islands followed by Machu Picchu. Regular readers will know that this year’s theme is ‘Just Do It’ and if you are going to do it, then do it in style and that’s exactly what we planned for this special trip.
Trains, planes & automobiles
The Journey logistics weren’t great as there aren’t any direct flights to Quito. We had to go via Madrid or Schipol but each one required setting off at silly o’clock to get the flight done in one go. As we are lucky to have the time we decided to take it slowly with an overnight stay near Heathrow then fly to Madrid for another overnight before the long haul to Quito. We were also aware that we may take time to adjust to the high altitude and we allowed a few days to relax and acclimatise before we joined our tour group.
Day one – taxi to Axminster station, train to Feltham, overnight at The Travelodge in Feltham with beers and food in the nearby Spoons. OK, the start of the trip didn’t qualify as doing it in style, but it did come with the added entertainment of observing the clientele around us. Day two – Full English Breakfast in the Spoons (surprisingly good) then bus to Heathrow T5 for our cattle class flight to Madrid. Shuttle bus to a simple hotel near the airport, a brisk walk around the area and a really pleasant night in Lola Gastro Tapas Bar. Day three – Shuttle back to airport before breakfast in the Iberia business lounge next morning.
We didn’t pay the extra to book seats in advance as it’s usually easy to sit together in business. On boarding we worked our usual charm to snag two seats side by side and were intrigued by strange goings on in the nearby pod. The staff were clambering all over and under the seat and spent ages fishing underneath to retrieve an object that looked like a tin of Spam which had managed somehow to get wedged in. The owner of said tin, now known as Mr Spam, looked like the kind of guy you wouldn’t mess with and spent most of the flight sending messages on his phone. With an overactive mind and knowing that Ecuador has something of a reputation as a moderately lawless drug riddled country, Neil was convinced he was a Mr Big and was ordering a few executions and it was almost definitely something more interesting in that tin than the contents of a tasty fried fritter. Intrigued, Cheryl couldn’t contain herself and as we were disembarking, plucked up the courage to ask what was in the tin. Not spam but a tin of very good pate! …..well that’s what we thought he said and Neil wasn’t going to ask twice.
Regular readers know that our usual travel style is to make all our own arrangements and travel independently. However, we’ve been changing the mix and trying a few cruises and this time we also opted for an organised land tour especially as access to Machu Picchu has been limited since Covid times. This would also give us the opportunity to experience staying in some places we wouldn’t normally book, very swanky! We were a little concerned that we may not appreciate the regimentation involved and would we get along with our fellow travellers?
Despite arriving well before the tour started we did get the included transfer from the airport and were met in arrivals by the Celebrity Rep, Carla. On the journey from the airport to the hotel she gave us a brief modern history of the 1999 financial woes of the country plus the eruption that took place. Quito is surrounded by over a dozen active volcanoes which, thankfully, chose to behave while we were there. From the airport to the city centre you climb over 400m via very steep and winding streets. To avoid the rush hour traffic the small mini bus that we were in was weaving it’s way along narrow streets through hairpin bend after hairpin bend until something went ‘bang’ and we stopped half way round a corner. Something had broken with a loud thud, possibly the prop shaft, which meant we weren’t going anywhere. Just then a taxi just happened to pass by. A local guy directed traffic around us and Carla whisked us into the cab and we left the unfortunate mini-bus driver to get a tow. Everyone involved was incredibly polite and helpful so it was a great introduction to Ecuador.
We checked into a quirky B&B and it was only after taking our bags up the stairs did we feel the first effects of the altitude.………wow………how difficult was that? We quickly discovered how thin the air was at 2850m so decided to take our time over things. After a couple of days resting and exploring the local area we wheeled our bags to The Marriott for the official start of the tour. By the way, we even impressed ourselves by returning to our old travelling packing skills and had around 12kg each in the cases plus about 5KGs in carry on packs. We got an early check in and had a huge room with a fabulous view of the volcano that erupted in 1999, Guagua Pichincha.
Our viewIn 1999
The following day we met our guides and were being divided into small groups and set off for sightseeing beginning with a viewpoint with a statue of The Virgin of Quito followed by a walking tour of the Old Quarter before lunch.
looking up at the statue
The afternoon was spent at the Equator park. We couldn’t resist the cheesy photo opportunity to stand with a foot either side of the equator. Our local guide gave us a simple science lesson how the earth’s forces operate at the widest part of the planet. This included a demonstration on which way the sink drains in each hemisphere, standing an egg on end and lots of other silly stuff. It was great!
North South divideEasy!
Dinner was at a lovely local restaurant with great food and getting to know our group.
Galapagos Customs are very strict as the ecology of the Islands is paramount so we had been told to have our cases packed but unlocked and taken to a store room where they would be searched overnight for any organic matter before being loaded for our flight.
Next morning we traveled to the airport for the 2hr flight to The Galapagos Islands. Excitement doesn’t really describe how we felt as we walked from the plane to the terminal – the wildlife frenzy began with land iguanas everywhere!
Hola Galapagos
The one hiccup in the logistics was the long wait for the local buses to deliver us to the very small dock where we then boarded the fleet of tenders from the boat which to us to the ship. Wow, what a ship. Celebrity Flora was specifically designed to be a luxury expedition vessel and she did not disappoint.
Home for the next 7 nightsThe gorgeous cabin
Our cabin was spacious and had a quirky design they called an infinite verandah. That meant that instead of a separate balcony, the whole window opened up to make the entire room feel open to the outside. It’s a small vessel, 100 passengers max and just 92 on our cruise, so doesn’t have the multiple restaurants, nightclubs, pools etc of the mega ships but what it has is top notch and beautifully designed.
The upper deck was like an exclusive beach club with a small restaurant and bar where you could dine under the stars, a huge hot tub and a couple of glamping pods alongside designer loungers and sofas.
The food was excellent, drinks were all included, the entertainment largely self-made and the bar well stocked. We had a silent disco, karaoke, yes we did very bad karaoke, and generally made friends with the mostly American passengers. We soon bonded with Catherine and Amy from Arizona, Monica from California and Dennis and Michael from New Jersey.
In Darwin’s Footsteps
Since studying evolution at school Cheryl has wanted to visit The Galapagos to see the wildlife and the islands did not disappoint. The ship had it’s own team of naturalists who were incredibly knowledgeable and professional and really added to our understanding and enjoyment of the excursions. The wildlife was incredible.
Land and sea iguanas everywhere. More sea lions than you could possibly count.
Flamingos were enjoying the brackish lagoons just behind the beaches. There were birds everywhere including the very dramatic frigate birds. Penguins stood and stared from rocks. They were only there because they were brought by the Humboldt Current and evolved to become one of the smallest penguin species.
The geology was equally amazing with the islands all very different. The beaches were different colours, red, black and white, and we walked across a black lava flow.
We climbed dormant volcanoes, and we snorkeled with beautiful fish, sharks and at one point a sea lion glided underneath Cheryl as she gained her confidence in the shallows. We planted native trees and waited patiently for giant tortoises to cross roads. We had 7 days of stunning sightseeing, informative well qualified guides, never a dull moment, in fact, full on fun.
Stop it
Right, there is something we need to get off our chests and out of our systems. Boobies! Yes BOOBIES lots and lots of Boobies tee hee hee. Stop sniggering and get serious – these are not just any boobies, these are your Blue Footed Boobies and their feet are an incredible shade of blue. Of course there are a whole load of boobie spin offs, more on those later – because, well, you would wouldn’t you? There are also red footed Boobies but we didn’t get to see any of those.
Each day on the boat was full on as they wanted us to get as much out of the visit as possible so most days involved excursions morning and afternoon plus options for experienced snorkelers and kayakers with all equipment provided. On our first day we had wetsuits fitted, given snorkel equipment, fins and storage bags and a special place to put these on the loading deck. We had to use the ships tenders to access the islands and this meant a combination of wet landings onto beaches and dry landings onto rocks/steps and small dock areas. It was an incredible mix of walks, hikes, climbs, wades, swims and snorkeling from both beaches and the tenders.
Now that’s an unexpected sight
Between the trips we loved just gazing at the glorious views which were of endless ocean or remote islands in the distance. It was so calm and peaceful with not a soul in sight. One morning we had just returned from a wet landing excursion which included beach snorkeling. We completed the strict return to ship routine. Wash off beach shoes in a tub, hiking shoes soles scrubbed, wetsuit off and rinsed in another tub, quick shower down, hang up wetsuits, hang up snorkel bag, wash hands, check in and back to the cabin for a hot shower, wash out swim wear and dry off beach/scuba shoes. It was a hot sunny day so we set to stacking our damp gear in front of the huge sun drenched window with the endless view of the empty ocean.
Suddenly there was a huge roar coming from below and we saw one of the ships tenders loaded with around a dozen snorkelers returning to the ship passing right below our window. Ooops – Cheryl was in her undies but Neil wasn’t – so what would you do in this situation? No prizes for guessing the correct answer – Cheryl fled and Neil posed in the window for them. How embarrassing, Cheryl asked Neil if he recognised anyone in the tender and he seemed to think we were OK and that they couldn’t possibly have seen that much detail from that distance. ‘It’ll be fine’ he said confidently.
Tender returning to the ship
That evening, as usual we headed to the bar before dinner for cocktail of the day and the briefing on the next day’s excursions. We were beckoned over by our usual group of friends. Michael was excited and couldn’t contain himself as he was bursting to give us his news, ‘You two just won’t believe what happened to us as we came back from snorkeling, It was hilarious, there were these naked people on the top deck of the cabins standing right next to the window! We could see straight in! Our guide was very quick to reassure us that it wasn’t that type of cruise ha ha ha …………….’ Oh no, thought Cheryl, he must have seen us and is just teasing now, so might as well admit it. ‘Ummmmmm, that was us’ we said solemnly looking very sheepish.
That’s when he had an even bigger laugh as it turned out he had absolutely no idea it was us and couldn’t believe we had just given the game away. He nearly exploded when Neil adopted the same pose, this time thankfully fully clothed, as total proof. Both he and husband Dennis dined out on that story for the rest of the week, and he’s probably telling it now. We did get kudos for admitting it was us and we learned the valuable lesson that the huge picture windows are not coated in privacy glass and just because it’s normally miles and miles of ocean out there don’t assume a boat load of people won’t come flying past at any moment!
I’m sixty and I know it
Whilst on board we celebrated Cheryl’s big birthday with a table full of friends with the staff singing Happy Birthday, and playing the guitar, followed by Cielito Lindo a Mexican folk song, with the catchy chorus of Ay Ay Ay Ay whilst everyone joined in and waved their napkins around their heads. What a way to celebrate being 60, sailing around The Galapagos eating delicious food and drinking fine wines! Inevitably, there were a lot of birthdays on board so this became a nightly ritual, sometime multiple time a night but it was still great fun.
Friends in high places
Turned out our new best mates Michael & Dennis were in the Penthouse Suite and they invited us along to a pre-dinner cocktail party towards the end of the cruise. It was beautiful and Cheryl was very tempted to pretend these photos were our cabin! They were such fun to be with and included us when they had an invitation to visit the Bridge for a tour. Cheryl was also gifted a massage in the Spa to celebrate her birthday present which was wonderful and very indulgent.
Friends Catherine, Amy, Michael, Dennis & Monica
In Paddington’s footsteps.
We had attached a follow on trip to the end of our cruise which took us to Peru. Of the 92 passengers on the cruise 20 people continued on the tour to Peru including the lovely Dennis and Michael. It was sad to say goodbye to our other friends who were returning home. It was an extremely long day as we had to disembark Flora early, fly back to Quito, transfer to day hotel near airport before a long wait at Quito airport before the international flight to Lima in Peru.
Adios GalapagosHola QuitoLima airport3 hours to kill at the airport………
On route to the airport one of the guides told us to empty the refillable water bottles we had been given as you couldn’t take water on an international flight. ‘Empty your bottle’s he said several times. The trouble was he had a heavy accent which made it sound like ‘empty your bowels’ and everyone just burst out laughing.
The tour was for 7 nights staying in some very, very expensive hotels whilst taking in guided tours of Lima, Machu Pichu, Cusco and lots of other Inca sightseeing. Arriving very late in Lima meant we missed the worst of the crazy traffic. Next day we had a short tour and lunch in a beautiful restaurant. Lima has a very quirky climate, it’s apparently always overcast skies through the whole of winter although it’s not cold. We were transitioning into summer so managed some blue sky in the afternoon.
Not the best drivers
Sacred Valley
Next morning another early start and we flew into Cuzco which at 3400m is even higher than Quito, so we were glad to be heading straight to The Sacred Valley, a mere 2800m where we stayed for a two nights at The Tambo del Inka hotel. The hotel had it’s own baby alpacas as well as a Spa with indoor/outdoor pool – and best of all we got some free time to enjoy it!
lunch in a museum en routeIs that Woody and Conchita Wurst?I could get used to this…..
The Big One
Next day we set off early and took the incredibly scenic vistadome train towards Machu Picchu. Arriving at Aguas Calientes we took a short walk and finally a bus to the historic site entrance. The weather that day was damp but looked as if it was improving and the rain stopped as we finished lunch and headed in. It was truly awesome, and it’s the whole panorama which makes it so special. The clouds swirled round and around the peaks which tower above as Machu Picchu is at 2430m.
Unfortunately we were part way round when the rain bucketed down before we could get the rain jackets on and we were soaked. However without rain you don’t get a rainbow. The return to The Sacred Valley was an absolute treat. We had champagne and canapes in the Sanctuary Hotel at the site then boarded the luxury Hiram Bingham train and had a gourmet dinner on the way back.
The guide we had, Diego, was fantastic, full of useful information without being too intense and he had a great sense of humour. We thought that The Galapagos was full on, but this was so intense getting on the minibus at 8am, morning tour, big lunches, afternoon tour, drinks and dinner. Talking of dinner, there was so much food on this tour, served up in so many interesting places including on a ranch with an accompanying horse riding display. We tried llama – not great, but didn’t get to try ‘Cuy’ aka Guinea Pig, which is a local delicacy.
Cute or tasty?
The Incas abandoned Machu Picchu in the mid 1500s when the Spanish began to conquer the Inca Empire. The Incas built other settlements in The Sacred Valley and we visited a couple. Ollayantambo – with a perfectly placed temple to view the rising sun in the cleft on one side of a mountain on the Spring equinox and watch the sunset travel across until it hit another cleft on the Winter equinox. It’s the Southern hemisphere and the biggest Inca celebration was held on 24th June, when it was clear to see by the sunset that the days were getting longer and summer was on it’s way.
The building skills of the Incas could clearly be seen at Saqsaywaman. The Incas built stone roads at an 8 degree slope which enabled men to use ropes to drag huge boulders to the site. They then cut and stacked them with extreme precision.
Ollayantambo
We stayed in some amazing hotels, including a restored monastery in Cuzco. This place was stunning with cloistered courtyards, and incredible public areas crammed with amazing architectural features and artifacts. There were old and somewhat creepy religious paintings above the beds in the rooms. Dinner here was extra special in atmospheric cloisters with silver service from white gloved waiters and Opera singers serenading us from the old pulpit whilst we ate.
On our return to Lima we had another fun trip to finish – a mixology class in a very trendy bar.
The trip was exhausting but absolutely amazing. We have new friends and we have more stories to tell including about ‘whisky galore’. On the Iberia flight out Neil couldn’t sleep so he just watched films and decided to have a whisky. The steward said ‘is blue label Johnny Walker, OK? ‘Fine’ said Neil having only heard of J W red and black label. It wasn’t till he looked it up on’t t’internet that he realised it’s £160/bottle from Amazon. Needless to say, we filled our boots on the flight home!
A Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all our readers
Back home and just enough time to put up the tree before a visit from Alex, Freddy and Luke and we all took a ride on The Polar Express. They also visited the new Jurassic Discovery Centre where the dinosaurs were also in festive mood.
Just before Christmas we drove to Bristol for some time with the family there. Another great pre Christmas get together for Marlpit Lane Social Club, this year hosted by Maureen & Paul, and our silly secret Santa was a lot of fun. After such a full-on trip to South America, Cheryl having quite a bit of dental work and lots of other lunches and dinners we decided to have a nice quiet Christmas Day ‘home alone’ with a walk along the beach.
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Here’s the latest roundup of what we’ve been up to, and guess what? Yet another trip, which this time wasn’t one we had planned, but was an offer we couldn’t refuse.
Andy, our cruise guru, messaged out to all his customers to say that he had booked a cruise for himself which he now couldn’t make due to a training course that his wife wanted to go on. We saw the WhatsApp message and Neil said ‘that’s good value – is that for 1 or 2 people?’ It was for 2 so Neil said ‘just grab it’ as he rubbed his hands together. It was never in the schedule but the opportunity to get some Autumn sun and visit Lisbon & Valencia amongst other places we had never been was just too big an opportunity to miss.
There were just a couple of negatives but we went for it anyway. It was P&O, which we had previously decided not to use again, and it was a huge ship, The Iona, which holds 5200 people. On the plus side it was from Southampton and it was a new ship. It was also October so probably wouldn’t be full, and at two weeks long, unlikely to be packed with kids. We cruised at the same time last year and it really felt like the summer had been extended so with the disappointing weather this summer who wouldn’t want some last minute sunshine?
She’s a bit on the big side
Boarding was swift and our cabin décor was fresh and modern and we were on Deck 15 so certain to get plenty of exercise using the stairs! We explored the ship and really liked the enclosed dome area on the upper decks where some circus style entertainment would take place over the pool area on some evenings, and the large and airy atrium and generally the fact that everything looked shiny and new.
The weather was a little grey as set sail later that afternoon. There was an announcement from El Capitano to say that storm Kirk was on it’s way and that he intended to miss our first port of call, La Coruna, and just head south at great speed to avoid the storm. That meant an extra sea day but at least it was smooth sailing. It wasn’t the weather for the sun worshippers to toast themselves so the public areas were packed – and that’s when we realised there were a lot of school age kids on board as well. Scotland have different school hols, they had two weeks and the ship was at full capacity – ugh. Another surprise was that on such a huge ship you had to use an app to book into the big shows in the theatre, the special shows in a really tiny venue, the main dining room and any speciality dining – and some people had done this before they boarded so most things were full up – more ugh.
Hey ho – as you know, regular readers, we are resourceful and soon discovered that we could rock up to the main restaurants (choice of 4) without a booking, agree to sharing a table and we were straight in. Same with shows – hover outside and ten minutes before the start if there were seats, and there always were, we could get in. We found some quieter spots, got chatty with the bar staff enjoyed the excellent wines in The Glasshouse and generally settled in despite the chaos and noise all around.
Our first port of call was Vigo in Spain – not a hugely exciting place but we enjoyed a stroll around the town.
Another sea day – with not a lot to do and then to Lisbon in Portugal where the ship stayed two days. We really enjoyed Lisbon, and have decided to go back there, probably next year.
Lisbon from the balcony
We tried to get on the historical tram 28 but the queue was huge so wandered around and eventually stumbled upon a strange doorway with a small queue inside – a near vertical tram and we took a ride.
What’s in here?
We arrived in the early hours so didn’t realise what a scenic ride the sail away from Lisbon was going to be. It was really picturesque as we left the cruise dock and headed towards the sea taking in the amazing views of the town. We got to an enormous bridge but as we got closer it was apparent there wasn’t going to be much room left as we passed
Adeus LisboaThat’s a big bridgeCrikey….that was close!
Hola Amigos
The weather wasn’t kind as we left which was a pity but as we sailed into the Mediterranean it warmed up. Our next port of call was Valencia. We had previously arranged to meet old friends Clive and Karen who live about 2hrs away. We had an excellent lunch, a drink or two, and lots of laughs. Clive reminded Neil that they have been friends now for over sixty years, and they are still as daft as the day they met! Great to see them and now we’re looking forward to visiting them again in 2025. Valencia, by the way, was lovely and we’ll be back there next year as we fly there for a few nights before meeting up with C&K.
Next stop was Barcelona where we last visited more than 20 years ago. The Gaudi Cathedral is still ongoing and probably will still be ongoing in another 20 years. It is one of the weirdest things we have seen and we were keen to find so were some of the other Gaudi buildings. Cheryl plotted a route back to the ship via a number of buildings that were Gaudi inspired. Whatever he was smoking we’d like some!
There was one major surprise that we didn’t know about until we got on board. Gary Barlow has been working with P&O cruises, particularly with creative input into some of the entertainment venues on the newer ships. He was going to join the ship in Lisbon to put on a couple of shows, but entry was by ticket only and to get a ticket you needed to donate £10 to his two favourite children’s charities and you would be in a raffle. Lucky is Neil’s middle name so of course we won tickets, and the charities got a huge £27,000. Cheryl really enjoyed the music and the show but Neil, who is not a big fan of his music, had to admit that the show was superb. How about that, Gary Barlow for a tenner a ticket!
Last stop was Cadiz which we visited last year. A really pleasant town and we enjoyed a long walk following the old city walls and then exploring the charming old town.
A couple more sea days – again with miserable weather, and we were back in Southampton. There were quite a few things we didn’t enjoy about the holiday, but there were many positives – Lisbon, Valencia with C&K, Barcelona, Gary Barlow, the excellent wines and Ryan North the pianist in The Crow’s Nest who played some perfect late night cocktail music whilst we sipped all sorts! Another bonus was we decided to take the upgrade on the travel insurance to cover missed ports as it only cost £13 and got £300 back in our bank account on our return- woo hoo!
Mundane stuff took over on our return, flu/covid jab for Neil plus typhoid and Hep A for both of us, dentist, garden, chimneys taking shape and so it goes on. We did front of house at The Gateway, Bar work for the Riviera Dogs gig night, and we had the first Comedy Club night which was a great success. The next one in 3 months is already nearly sold out.
Spot the difference? There’s definitely at least six for the eagle eyed, not including seasonal differences as the first picture was taken during the viewing in April 2019 and the second in November 2024
Celebrations
Cheryl spent a few days in London to celebrate Son Alex’s birthday and spend time with the boys. Great day out at Kew Gardens, fabulous lunch on the Thames followed by using the really fast River Bus for the first time. Cheryl and Alex also had an evening learning the basics of Thai cooking at Borough Kitchen – it was delicious.
While she was away, Neil decided to tackle the redecorating in the big bedrooms to cover up the water damage from the leaking chimneys.
BeforeGood boy NeilA couple of weeks later……………aaaaaaaaarghhhhhh
Our regular lunch with Neil’s siblings and spouses, June, Roy, Bill and Sue took place at a new venue, The Village Inn at Liddington near Swindon. It’s a pleasant enough venue, food was OK but the company was great. Due to holiday schedules, and Christmas, it’s looking likely that April will be the next date.
You may remember that Neil managed to spin out his 70th birthday celebration for several months so he could fit in all his friends and family? Not to be outdone, and as she has a special birthday coming up, Cheryl decided to start hers during her visit to London then continued with a special dinner with Marlpit Lane Social Club. Chef Dariusz arrived to work his magic and produced a spectacular 3 course meal. He left and we continued with a cheese course and more wine and chat with the party finally ending after midnight.
The big day is actually at the end of November and there is something really special planned. You will have to wait for the next update to find out what it is!
All good things must come to an end. Out with the old and in with the new. This month we’ve been ditching some things which have outlived their useful lives. And before you ask, no we haven’t broken up or bought another car!
What a pane in the glass
This summer has been pretty poor in terms of hot sunny days but we spotted an opportunity and invited Marlpit Lane Social Club aka the neighbours for a BBQ as they are always great fun with the usual banter, jokes and jibes plus good food.
Goodbye old curvy windows
One renovation job we put off has been sorting out the windows at the front of the house. They look grand but close up you can see how much they have deteriorated since they were installed in the 1990s. In addition they are a security hazard as they were glazed from the outside which was common practice back then. We even resorted to white tape on the inside of the large windows in the front bay in winter as the wind whistles in.
Our plan was to get quotes before we left for Goa last Jan and then get them installed early in the Summer. What we were blissfully unaware of was that all the local companies have a 6 month waiting list from accepting their quote. So when the window company finally offered us a date we had to grab it.
Unfortunately, it clashed with our BBQ but, as they say, ‘the show must go on’. We were sat at our swanky new patio table with comfy reclining chairs (we only needed two more chairs but Neil’s into this spending regime and it was much better value to buy another whole set!!!) having drinks and chatting before the food. Then the chat became raised voices and shouting as the window men used all sorts of power tools to remove the old windows and fit the new ones. Fortunately, it didn’t last too long, but it did make us all laugh.
Who needs windows?Nearly done
Life in the slow lane
Cruising took on a different look mid-September. Last month we were on the 3000 passenger Regal Princess, this month we were on the 6 berth (as long as they are teeny tiny people) canal boat, Australian King. This was our second narrow boat trip of the year. Once again we were with our friend Gail and her dog Oren. She had always wanted to do The Caen Locks in Wiltshire so that was the plan.
Caen Hill (pronounced ‘cane’), is one of the longest continuous straight flight of locks in the country. A total of 29 locks with a rise of 237 feet over two miles with a 1-in-44 gradient. It is a visually stunning flight.
We left the marina and headed towards Bath and moored near Bradford on Avon for dinner. It was a Sunday and, unfortunately, we found that many of the pubs were closed. Cheryl asked a local guy if he knew of anywhere that might be open, and he pointed us to an Indian restaurant overlooking the River. We were not disappointed; it was probably one of the best Indian meals we have had in the UK, even if we had to sit outside with the dog sheltering under an enormous parasol as the rain started.
Next day we cruised slowly reaching Bath at midday. Cheryl decided to hit the shops to get some retail therapy and Neil and Gail took a walk around Bath. We all met up for dinner later to have one of the pies at the famous Raven pub. It didn’t disappoint, so much so, that we overheard a group of Americans who were on their third visit as they worked their way down the pie menu!
Post wedding drinks all those years ago
We turned the boat round and headed back towards Devizes and the locks mooring up at the bottom of the flight so we could take them on next day. All the locks are double width so if you’re lucky you can buddy up with another boat to help reduce water usage and take the strain off winding the lock paddles. We were not lucky! On the plus side, we didn’t have any slower boats in front of us or many boats coming down. However, Cheryl and Gail are lock experts and we flew up in less than three hours.
At the top of the locks is the market town of Devizes. It has a large square in the centre with a market, lots of pubs and shops. More retail therapy for Cheryl and Gail while Neil held onto Oren who attracted numerous ‘oooo, isn’t he lovely’ and ‘he’s being so well behaved’. ‘Actually’, Neil said, ‘he’s not always good and doesn’t always do as he’s told’. To be fair, he is still quite young, so we tried to cut him a bit of slack although he did have an uncanny knack of always being in the way in the boat. We ate out two nights in Devizes, first at a very good but pricey pub and followed that with the complete contrast of a cheapie session in a Spoons on the second night.
going down
That little ship has sailed
Over the next couple of days, we headed back to the marina to hand the boat back. Overall, it was good to do Caen Locks, second time for us and first time for Gail. We have done many, many canal trips over the years including our epic 3 week adventure when we crossed the Pennines. It has been fun and we have a lot of happy memories of our times on the canal network but we have decided to call it a day. It was with some nostalgic thoughts that we unloaded the boat, said ‘goodbye’ to Gail and headed home.
Up on the roof
We’ve been having a problem in our bedroom for some time now – no, not that, although it has produced a rather unsightly damp patch – eeeeeew! We suspected that the chimneys weren’t completely watertight when we moved in and had them re pointed and coated with a special and very expensive waterproof coating. It seemed to be fine so we carried on with the decorating. Then there was a period of heavy rain and some stains began to appear in our guest bedroom where the ceiling met the outer wall. B*gger! We’ve only just put the painting stuff away.
Our favourite singing builder, Stacy came back and re did the flashing around the base of both chimneys and we repainted again. That’ll sort it.
The first clue that things still weren’t right was that every time we came back home after a few weeks away Cheryl noticed a strange smell as she went up the stairs towards the bedroom. She put it down to the house not being properly ventilated when we were away, and it was an old building with a few quirks.
We went away for our Winter sun to Goa and on our return we were greeted with this
Yep we had a serious problem! Stacy was baffled and we even got Stuart the Sweep in so he could put his camera into the chimney and we stood and watched the camera screen which revealed lots of jagged bricks and slate plates within the chimney which we concluded must have been holding the moisture from heavy rainfalls, allowing the wet to seep into the inner walls. Not a problem when the house was built as fires would have been lit throughout the winter keeping the chimneys dry.
The solution was not for the feint hearted – the problem was in both sides of the house so the chimneys would have to come down and be rebuilt to modern standards with special lead plates which allow rainwater to drain out if it gets in. Not an easy job, and not cheap either. On top of that Stacy and his family building firm are in demand so we had to wait a long time to get this sorted out. All the time watching our unique piece of modern art on the wall get bigger and bigger.
It’s not just buses which arrive all together – tradesmen do the same thing so first we had Stacy ask if the scaffold could go up in the driveway while we were on our hols in August – yes please do! However, that’s all that happened for a few weeks so we couldn’t get to the garage and then of course the window guys arrived and it was chaos with all their vans crammed into the driveway.
one down, one to go
The work has now started and one old chimney has gone, and he’s rebuilt it with two lead trays instead of the old slate one. One down and one to go! We are hoping that the scaffold blocking the drive can come down in a week or so. Then it’s time for the scaffold to go up on the other side to do tackle the other one.
Walking on Sunshine
We also hosted a Couchsurfer, Rachel, for one night. She wasn’t enjoying her job so decided to quit and walk from John O’Groats to Lands’ End for The Save the Children Fund. She decided to do it the hard way by including the entire Southwest Coast Path. We were happy to provide her with a hot meal and a bed for the night. She was great company and told us all about her walk and she raised over £7000 so well-done Rachel.
Bottoms Up
We joined U3A a couple of years ago and are members of the wine appreciation society. We have a lot of fun in our meetings and this year we had a trip out to our local winery, Lime Bay, based in Shute. Our host Steve was extremely informative and entertaining and a very pleasant afternoon ensued as we sampled seven different wines followed by gin and mead.
Neil was restless. ‘We never go anywhere on my birthday, I know its school holidays and everything is busy and expensive and we usually have lots of visitors in the summer but this year it’s quiet. Can you find anything?’
After a bit of searching a few options came up but anything in Europe involved expensive flights with lousy flight times which meant staying overnight at airports or travelling at silly times. Eventually Cheryl found something different which she thought might interest him. No airports, no taxis, no trains, no travelling at the weekend and, interesting places to visit and by the way, it’s not a bad price. She ran it by Neil and without too much thought, as he’s fully into the ‘just do it’ frame of mind, he said ‘yup, let’s do it’.
July and the start of August were meant to be relatively quiet. However we had the excitement of the impulse buy of the car, birthdays for both grandsons, a neighbours get together, several live music events and bar work, council duties including a councillor surgery and Seaton in Bloom judging. We also had a surprise visit of Neil’s grandson, daughter in law and his daughter. It turned out to be a really busy time so we were ready for that break.
The trip also provided the opportunity to take our first long drive together in Roxy. The drive was great, being a Wednesday morning the roads were fairly quiet, it was a little cool but the hood was down and the radio on. We arrived in Southampton to board the Regal Princess to cruise around the UK & Ireland. As it was Neil’s birthday we took the top level all-inclusive package so it was going to be indulgent!
All aboard for the next 12 nights
We had ‘meet and greet parking’ another bonus. Just drop off your luggage then hand over the keys, walk across the car park, board the ship, head to the bar for a beer, and then lunch with the odd glass of vino. Then we found our cabin where are cases had been delivered, unpacked, met our cabin steward Mike, and enjoyed the view from the balcony.
Day 1 was a ‘sea’ day. Today was going to be a challenge. We had to get some exercise, and spent a while exploring the ship and working out where everything was. It takes 3,500 passengers and has 19 decks so it took a while. Princess is an American cruise line and the majority of passengers were American, followed by New Zealanders and Australians. There were also some Spanish, Koreans and Brits and a surprising number of younger couples and families on board.
We discovered the ship was travelling at max capacity, however it never felt crowded and we could get our favourite seats in the bars and all the entertainment venues easily. Our cabin was on deck 8 and we used the stairs so we quickly got our 10k steps in every day, and on port days we averaged 20k.
Our package included a maximum of 15 alcoholic drinks per day of premium wines and spirits, cocktails and beers. Could we really do it justice? We were determined and brave but we failed miserably. ‘Close but no cigar’ was the result, well to be fair, we didn’t even get close. Cheryl hit the cocktails, each one at least a double measure so 15 drinks would have been about an entire bottle, and Neil started on the wine, which would have been more than 3 bottles of wine. He also enjoyed the premium spirits including 10 year old Talisker. Having given it a go, we vowed to never try it again and just enjoy the premium stuff. Remember readers don’t follow our example and drink responsibly!
Day 2 was our first port day, Cobh, pronounced Cove, which is the main port for Cork in Ireland. Being independent travellers we headed to the station opposite the cruise terminal and caught the train into town. It was then about a 25 min walk to Cork Gaol. It has a pretty horrid history and the tour we had told us some grim stories about the treatment of the inmates, most of whom stole in order to eat, some inmates as young as 7! Then we walked into the centre to have a look around and some lunch and, as Cork is the home of Murphy’s and Beamish Stout, sample the local brew. We chose Clancy’s Bar, shared an enormous sandwich. The Murphy’s was delicious and smooth but the Beamish a distant second. We managed a walk through The English Market, a lovely piece of architecture.
Cork Gaol
The highlight of the trip, and the quirkiest thing we have ever done involved The Shandon Bells in St Annes Church. We arrived, paid our money and as it was quiet the friendly lady handed us our ear defenders and ushered us straight up the stairs. The ship’s over the top Destination Expert Cathy had recommended this as you get the chance to ring the bells, but what she omitted to say was that there were a number of suggested songs. Cheryl was quick to take on the challenge of playing Elvis’s ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love’, using the easy to follow numbered music sheet. Quite surreal, playing an Elvis song on church bells in Cork. We then climbed the steep steps up to the bells, ear defenders on as you don’t know who is behind you and about to ring the bells, and then up to the top of the tower for fantastic views over the city. On the way back down, as it was still quiet, Cheryl had to have another go.
One of the things we like about cruising is that on most days you travel overnight and arrive next morning with a different view from the balcony and a new place to explore, and day 3 brought us to Holyhead in Anglesey, North Wales. We also had our first ride in a ship’s lifeboat as these are utilised as tenders to get passengers to the shore. We’ve been to Anglesey before when travelling in the caravan so we just took the long walk along the coast path to the stunning Holyhead Breakwater to the Lighthouse. It’s 1.7 miles long, the longest in Europe and it was built between 1846 and 1873. Having stretched our legs, we wandered around the town before heading back to the ship for a well-earned drink before dinner. It was gloriously sunny and we discovered the open air bar at the back of the ship and enjoyed the views of the breakwater as we set sail.
View of the lighthouse and breakwater from our balconySunset over the breakwater
Day 4 took us to Belfast. Cheryl had never visited The Giant’s Causeway but it was a long distance from the port and would have taken too long on public transport. A bit of internet searching and Neil discovered a Sixt hire car office in the cruise terminal. We were swiftly off the ship and our car was sitting on the dock when we arrived. It took us just over an hour to drive first to Carrick-a-Rede rope bridge which is on the way to the Causeway. The first rope bridge was erected by salmon fishermen in 1755. Suspended almost 100ft above the Atlantic Ocean, the Rope Bridge crosses a 20-metre-wide chasm connecting to the rocky island of Carrick-a-Rede. It was an exhilarating and wobbly walk across with the obvious photo opportunity.
Next stop was Giant’s Causeway. Neil had been before, about 60 years ago, so it was just as interesting to him as it was for Cheryl. We arrived just in time for a guided tour where we learnt about the geology and the folk lore of an Irish giant named Finn McCool. Legend has it that he created a causeway to get across the Irish Sea to face his rival, the Scottish giant Benandonner. Following their fearsome meeting, Benandonner ripped up the causeway as he fled back to Scotland, leaving what you see here today. Our guide made the 45 minutes tour very amusing and then he left us to explore the amazing rocks and take the long walk back over the cliffs. The northern Irish coast of County Antrim is quite stunning so we had an absolutely fabulous day. There was one added bonus, both the bridge and the causeway are controlled by The National Trust. We are members so it was all free! Our entire day out with lunch cost less than £100 compared with $250 per person for the official cruise ship tour!
On the wishing seatIt’s all about the angles
Now, we were on a roll. Port 1, Cork in Ireland, Port 2, Holyhead in Wales, Port 3, Belfast in Ireland. Can you believe we visited 3 of the wetting places in the Isles and had warm sunny weather? – we just couldn’t believe our luck!
Day 5 took us to Glasgow, or Greenock to be precise. Cheryl booked return tickets online with ScotRail for a total of £30 (using a two together railcard discount – rubs hands together….) and we took the train into Glasgow. After a short walk to change station we were on our second train to Falkirk. Why Falkirk? As you know, we have been canal boating for many years. The world’s only rotating boat lift, The Falkirk Wheel, links the Forth & Clyde Canal to the Union Canal 35 metres above, allowing vessels to sail through the sky thanks to a unique fusion of art and engineering – and it’s all for the same power it would take to boil eight kettles. We booked a cruise on a tourist boat to enjoy the experience of going up and down. It’s now one of Scotland’s busiest tourist attractions with around 500,000 visitors each year traveling from all over the world. It combines modern engineering and technology with ancient principles set out by Archimedes more than 2000 years ago. It is quite amazing.
View from the topWee Neil on his holidaysGlasgow humour
Day 6 was a sea day so we ordered room service breakfast and got up late. You will be relieved to hear we didn’t use this sea day for another 15 drink challenge, we had learnt that lesson, but took the time to have relaxing meals and get to know the bar staff a little better. Many of the passengers were American so the guys were constantly mixing cocktails and martinis. Not once did we see them ‘consult the book’ for the recipe. There were so many cocktails and martinis on the menu and they knew everyone by heart.
Luis and the team at Crooner’s Bar
Dinner in the main dining rooms was excellent and after a couple of nights we managed to charm our way into a regular booking for a table for two next to a window. Our water, Sacay from the Philippines, was a delight as was wine waiter Kiran from Mumbai. We had two speciality dining experiences included. The Crown Grill was ok but nothing special. Sabatini’s, the Italian restaurant, was lovely but with several courses we were so full we shared the main course between us so that Cheryl could try the deserts. On reflection we wouldn’t pay the extra for these as we were more than happy with the excellent food in the main dining room. With the exception of a couple of meals the food was high quality, full of flavour and beautifully presented. We used the buffet a few times for a quick lunch and it too was surprisingly good. There was a lot of choice of hot and cold options but bizarrely the same hot pud each time we went!
Chilli linguine with shrimpAsian pork bellySteak and lobster
Day 7 brought us a first, The Orkney Isles. We were in the far north of Scotland and whilst it wasn’t hot it was very sunny. Our port was Kirkwall a level 30 minute walk from the jetty into town. There was a free shuttle bus to town but we opted for the exercise. Apparently, just a few years ago Kirkwall was voted one of the best places to live in the UK and we could see why. The town itself is very pretty and the cathedral very popular with tourists. There was an imaginative flower festival inside the cathedral on the theme of anniversaries.
We had booked ourselves onto the tour of the local Gin Distillery. The gin was named after the town’s old Nordic name Kirkjuvagr. Naturally, it included tasting, yum, and a brief history of this new venture and a tour. It’s a very small business, only making a couple of batches a week. Finally, back to the distillery bar for yet another free G&T, more yum. We made it back to the ship in time to grab a glass of wine before heading to the restaurant for lunch.
Day 8 brought us to Edinburgh, docking in Queensferry about 30 mins from the city centre. Here our weather luck ran out as it was grey, drizzly and horrid as you can see from the pictures. We have been to Edinburgh many times but it’s August, it’s Fringe time, so we decided to have a day out This was another port where we were tendered in from the ship using a mixture of the lifeboats and some local ferries. It turned out to be a spectacular ride as we sailed underneath The Forth Bridge, a truly spectacular piece of engineering which we could appreciate from a number of angles.
When you are by the sea everywhere is up. The train station was no exception, after a few minutes’ walk it was a steep 136 steps up to the station. ScotRail & Railcard meant we caught the train into the centre for less than £3 return each – bargain!
Welcome to Queensferry
We both did a bit of shopping in Princes Street before the heavens really opened and we made a mad dash to The Standing Order, one of the several Wetherspoons for a beer and a sandwich (rubs hands together…). This one is set in a spectacular old bank, the others in Edinburgh are in the old Ticket Office at Waverley Station and an old Cinema. Then we headed off towards the Royal Mile to find a venue to enjoy some humour. We struck lucky, a small bar had a free one man show giving an non-stop hour of gags and stories. The whole show did have a theme and the final gag brought it all together and ended in a very unusual finale. Take a very close look at the pic – you probably won’t want to know how or why he got to look this way at the end!.
Scottish panini anyone?A very moody looking Edinburgh Castle
Day 9 was Neil’s Birthday and was a sea day. Cheryl used the sea days to go to Zumba whilst Neil went to the main theatre to listen to another talk about the two final ports that we were going to visit. What we haven’t mentioned so far is that on boarding the ship we were each given a personalised medallion pendant. This was our way to make purchases in the onboard shops, order drinks, get in and out of our room, get checked off and back on the ship, in fact, it did just about everything. There are interactive screens all over the ship and Neil discovered, by accident, that if you stood next to one it recognised you by your pendant. Suddenly, a celebratory picture appeared on the screen celebrating his birthday.
Cheryl had decorated our cabin and door with bunting and signs and our cabin steward joined in by painting Happy Birthday Mr Neil onto the mirror. It was a fab day and as it was the last full sea day it was the celebration dinner which included escargot bourgignon and Steak with lobster for the main course.
posh chip butty…..mmmmYes – he wore the ‘it’s my birthday’ rosette all day
Another aspect of the cruise we really enjoyed was meeting fellow guests and striking up conversations at nearby dinner tables, the bars and in the theatre. We had a lot of fun with the different nationalities teasing each other about our differences as well as the things we had in common.
There was a cooking demonstration by the Head Chef accompanied by the Head of Restaurant Services. They were a great double act with the chef quickly demonstrating four different dishes and the Head of Restaurants playing for laughs. This was followed by an opportunity to visit the galleys which we found fascinating. How they make so many meals in such a small space is astounding and the attention to detail in the plating up instructions was incredible.
Our package also gave us free downloads of any ‘official photographer’ pics plus a few printouts. Most days we avoided the cheesy photo ops but we did get a few really good ones in between us being silly with the poses.
What we haven’t mentioned up to now is the entertainment. It actually started quite slow, even disappointing, but it soon picked up with some excellent comedians and some stunning stage shows. The special effects were incredible, especially the roller coaster with virtual reality screen during the fairground based show.
Of course, no cruise would be the same without a hypnotist. Cheryl tried to be hypnotised a few years back during the Edinburgh festival but was sent back to the audience as she clearly had not fallen under the influence. This time we decided to both give it a go and when the audience were invited to take part we shot up onto the stage. The hypnotist started his selection process to see who was susceptible and Neil was quickly asked to return to his seat. This time, however, Cheryl remained and like everyone else left on the stage, went under. Neil took lots of pics but his phone is old so they aren’t very crisp but we think you can see how silly it got.
We had a chat with the hypnotist later in the bar and he explained how people go into different levels of trance as Neil witnessed by the antics of a few of the volunteers who went very deep. Cheryl went into a medium trance so wasn’t tasked with any of the really silly stuff. According to the hypnotist if she tried it again she would probably go deeper – however she’s not sure she really wants to shout out that ‘The Martian’s have landed – evacuate the Theatre NOW’ or ‘has anyone seen my bottom? I can’t find it’ as two of the participants did.
Day 10 and we were in France, Le Havre. It’s an opportunity for many passengers to go on tours to Paris and the Normandy beaches. Having seen both, Neil suggested that we go to Honfleur, a pretty seaside town on the other side of the River Seine. We walked to the train and bus stations only to find that it was going to prove impossible to be able to guarantee getting back to the ship before it sailed that evening. If you go ashore alone, and not on an organised tour, and don’t make it back before the on board time, the ship will sail without you. It does happen but we decided that as much as we like France getting stranded there was not smart. So we had a good look around the town and headed back to the ship for lunch.
Day 11 and we were back in blighty, Falmouth. Once again we were ferried to shore which was a superb way to arrive into the picturesque harbour. We have been to Falmouth before, in fact we did consider this as a place for us to buy a house. One thing we didn’t visit back then was Pendennis Castle, a short 15 mins walk uphill. Built by Henry VIII around 1540 It’s one of England’s finest surviving coastal fortresses. Together with the fortress at St Mawes, Pendennis guarded the anchorage of Carrick Roads and the port towns below for over 400 years. The castle began as a gun fort in the mid-16th century. Bastioned defences were added in the 1590s following the threat of Spanish invasion and were periodically updated. Barracks were added when Falmouth was used as a military training base for World War I and more guns added for coastal defence for World War II. It became a tourist attraction in the mid 1950’s. Henry, probably one of your best investments! We are also members of English Heritage so entrance was free, yay!
Falmouth from our balconyPendennis Castle
All good things must come to an end and on Day 12 we docked back in Southampton and walked off the ship to be handed the keys to Roxy and drive home.
We weren’t sure about taking a cruise with an American cruise line but have to say that overall it we really enjoyed it. The crew were amazing, the food and drink superb, excellent entertainment and a fun vibe on board. It was incredible value for money given that everything we needed was included plus a few fun things we weren’t expecting.
We had great experiences on land, with visits to The Giant’s Causeway and The Falkirk Wheel, and getting as far as Orkney. Even though we had been to some of the places before we still found different and interesting things to do and see, and as we organised our own excursions it was all at minimal cost. Finally, as ‘lucky’ is Neil’s middle name, we had generally, quite amazing weather.
“We need to talk” said Neil. “I know we’ve been together for years and everything works, but…….I need more excitement. I know I’m being a little reckless but you were the one who got me thinking with all of this we’re not getting any younger so we should just get on and do the things we’ve really wanted to do…………”
“So you’re saying it’s my fault??” said Cheryl.
He continued “I know that I’m getting everything I need, and there’s nothing actually wrong but I it’s more about what I want. I’ve been thinking about this for a long time now and if I don’t do it now it will be too late. I feel really bad about saying goodbye but it has to be done.”
Decision made Neil looked online for his replacement and after weeks of searching she finally appeared, sleek and desirable, guaranteed to make heads turn. He had to have her, and once the old one had gone, he knew he would have no regrets.
He talked it through with Cheryl and eventually she had to agree that it was the right thing to do.
So, out with the old, and in with the new.
From This
To This
Meet the very sexy, Miss Roxy Waters – ain’t she purdy?
What new things did we ‘just do’ this time? Whilst most of our time was spent doing the things we normally do or have done before – we did have some new and unusual experiences along the way. Read on to find out what happened on the canal boat, the 80th anniversary of D-Day commemorations, and how we partied hard with French farmers.
Mid-May was time for the canal boat trip with friend Gail and her dog Oren. This time to do The Stourport Ring which includes the famous Tardebigge lock flight. It’s the longest in Britain with 30 locks spread over two-and-a-quarter miles and it enables boats to ascend or descend 67 metres. On a good day it takes just over 4hrs but if it’s busy or you are behind somebody slow it can take all day. Fortunately, we had a good day and it was dry.
However, the trip was not without the incident which we have managed to avoid in all our years of boating. It was a drizzly, dank day and it was slippery underfoot. We were just leaving a lock and Gail and Cheryl were making their way down the lock steps to board. There was an enormous splash as Gail took off and ended up in the canal along with Oren! It was something of a shock but as Neil pointed out it could have been a lot worse. She could have landed on her back on the steps and done herself some serious damage. At least the water was a soft landing although it was quite undignified.
The weather picked up and we were able to enjoy the rest of the trip without any further incidents.
In Seaton we’ve been volunteering in Tourist Information and at The Gateway. We had tributes to Madness and Nina Simone both of which were excellent and allowed us have fun behind the bar. It’s especially good when the theme is the 80th Anniversary of the D-Day Landings. Many people dressed up and no surprises that we did our bit and ended up in the local newspaper.
As part of the D-Day commemorations, the Royal British Legion held ceremonies at the town’s war memorial both in the morning and the evening which were well attended and moving. Seaton currently has an unusual focal point on the seafront, a 50m high crane which has been installed to build the new apartments overlooking the beach. The driver hung a Union Jack and played his bag pipes from the top of his perch in the crane. The sound carried all across the town and seafront. It was a beautiful way to commemorate those that sacrificed so much on June 6th 1944 and the following months until Europe was made safe once again.
Shortly after we headed off to Normandy, where it all happened on June 6th 1944, for our biannual twinning visit. This time it proved impossible to find a coach company at a sensible cost so all participants travelled separately. That gave us the opportunity to extend our trip to see a little bit of Brittany as well as Normandy. The overnight ferry from Portsmouth to St Malo was a nice relaxed journey allowing us to have dinner before enjoying the cabaret, a good old fashioned clown, who had us both on stage to assist. He was very funny and we got to bed much later than planned having consumed way too much wine.
We stayed in an apartment right in the centre of Dinan, a really picturesque town, for 3 nights. The walls date back to the 14thC and it has a port on the river which is accessed down a stunning cobbled road. Whilst the port is no longer a trading port it is now home to some very expensive boats that can access the sea by travelling down the river.
Our journey through Brittany into Normandy was very pleasant, driving in France is a pleasure with very little traffic. Despite visiting Thury Harcourt two years ago we hadn’t really explored the town so we arrived in time for lunch and spent the afternoon walking around the town and the river. Normandy has always celebrated the D-Day landings and took hold of the 80th commemoration in a big, big way. Virtually all the shops in every town had D-Day themed artwork in the shop windows and street lights carried banners with the names and pictures of soldiers. It was just amazing.
We met our twinning hosts for the weekend in the town and taken to their lovely old farmhouse in Saint Martin-de-Sallen which is a pretty and sleepy village 5km from Thury. That evening we attended a reception in the Town Hall before arriving home late that night for Jean-Philippe to bring out his customary excellent bottles of red.
The next day we met up with everyone else and boarded a coach to a farm about a 30 minute drive away. We were given a tour and an explanation on how they operate and how they intend to use their own milk to make a local cheese called Pont L’Eveque. We were then treated to a cheese tasting before having our own picnic in the barn as there was a biting cold wind. Of course, Chantal had brought a bottle of champagne as well as plenty of wine!
We then travelled to the nearby town of Fleur to visit the chateau and have a look around the town before returning home to freshen up for our customary group dinner in a restaurant. The food was great and the entertainment on our table afterwards was just plain silly. How many ways can you wear a napkin? Then it was home for more red wine!
Next day was something of a surprise. We were told by J-P and Chantal that we would be going for a walk in the morning and exploring the disused railway line which is now a leisure facility and then having lunch and a game of boule at a farm owned by one of their friends. Well, the walk did happen and we saw people climbing, abseiling, zip lining, cycling and so the list goes on.
Lunch however, was the surprise. We arrived at the farm which was huge, with a beautiful old farmhouse and many barns including one with at least a £1m worth of tractors parked up. We were ushered into a barn conversion at the back of the house which had a bar and a long table set for lunch for…………..32 people! It looked absolutely fabulous.
We were introduced to the host, Gilbert and his son Gerard. Not much English was spoken so we did our best with Franglais. Then other farmers started to arrive with their families. Traditionally, these farmers would have celebrated a Harvest Festival in the Autumn but now they have found themselves working longer into the year and so decided this year to have a Pre-Harvest Festival and Gilbert was very quick to extend an invitation to us two. We are so glad he did.
It wasn’t long before the very good Champagne arrived along with canapes. Then Gilbert came around again topping people up. Not long after Gerard came around and so it went on, and on, and on. This was seriously good bubbly! Finally, we were invited to sit down for food. Earlier, we had seen caterers arrive and set up across the yard. Lunch was steak and frites. Not just steak but an enormous slab of meat so we decided to have half each. Then the frites came around again, oh, nearly forgot, wine to go with the meal. By now we were floating after so much fizzy and red wine, boy can these people party. Then there was desert with more wine and finally the food was done. But not the drink! Gilbert brought around his farmhouse cider followed by his own Calvados which is not to everyone’s taste. J-P suggested to Gilbert that Neil was a fan so suddenly an enormous glass was poured. There was dancing and Chantal was keen to get Neil on the dance floor.
The term ‘floating’ was an understatement. Thankfully, someone suggested we go for a walk which was a great idea, anything to get us away from Gilbert and Gerard who, by now, had just about most people covering their glasses with one hand and shouting ‘non!’ The walk was a blur but going by the step counter on our phones it was quite long. When we got back some of the children became more comfortable with the two British guests and bravely wanted to try out their school English. Then Romain decided that we should have a tour of the farm which was really interesting and another good opportunity to avoid the hospitality of Gilbert and Gerard.
After the tour we returned to the party as they were about to sit down for dinner. It was nearly 9pm and J-P recognised that we were now struggling so asked us if we would like to travel home, we did! It had been a truly momentous day with unbelievable hospitality shown to us by complete strangers. Back at the house we had a supper of charcuterie, J-P opened red wine for himself and Calvados for Neil. Cheryl talked about Francoise Hardy, a famous French singer who had died recently and Chantal played some of her music and she sang along really beautifully. It had been an amazing day.
Needless to say we were late arriving for the farewells the next morning in the town and even missed being in the group farewell photo although we’re not sure that anyone noticed.
A bientot Jean Phillipe & Chantal
After lots of kissing, hugging and hand shaking we set off for Baron-sur-Odon, a small village about 20 minutes away. We went to visit Jean-Marc and Collette who Neil hadn’t seen for about 30 years. When Neil was introduced to his first twinning experience whilst living in North Devon they were his very first hosts. We had coffee with them and looked at photos that Neil had brought with him and that they had taken too. We talked about what the children are doing now, grandkids and so on. Neil’s children would have been about 4 or 5 and they have 3 who would have been 4-6 years older.
Then it was off for the hour long drive to Bayeux. We had booked a B&B about a 20 minute walk from the centre and it was the prefect base as parking in Bayeux is not easy. We arrived in time to visit the tapestry before a beer and dinner. The next 2 days were spent visiting the Normandy Beaches, memorials and cemeteries. 80 years since the landings but still so many people visiting to pay their respects. To see so many graves of so many young men and women is heartbreaking. The new British memorial was stunning, with the amazing art installation called Walking with Giants.
Back home and the next few days were pretty hectic with the U3A wine club meeting, sibling lunch in The Cotswolds with June, Roy, Bill and Sue, tourist information on the Sunday plus Cheryl worked behind the bar for our local candidates hustings for the upcoming election.
Cheryl spent a few days in London to see Freddy, Alex and Luke and help whilst Freddy was away for a stag weekend. Luke enjoyed his trip to The Transport Museum and also gave Nana heart failure when he disappeared in the empty play park when she turned her back for 10 seconds to get his ball. Fortunately he was soon discovered happily exploring the baseball court at the back – phew! Just losing a grandson is not something she wishes to repeat.
We have some very exciting news as there is one huge ‘Just Do It’ which Neil has wanted to do, but you will just have to wait until next time to find out just what it is.
We will leave you with a few images of the wonderful food we enjoyed on our trip – bon appetit!
This year’s theme is Just Do It. We’re going to focus on getting on with the things that really matter to us and trying out a few new things we’ve always wanted to do. This month it was all about the community we live in and the simple things that ordinary people can do to make things better.
Since returning in March we’ve not enjoyed what has been endless grotty weather, and rain, rain and more rain. But there have been many positives – the grass needs cutting, the spring flowers are out and the garden has come to life, the birds are singing and getting frisky, decent wine is readily available as is real ale and with a bit of luck and a following wind it’ll be BBQ season very soon.
Neighbours Paul & Maureen looked after the house while we were away so we took them for a thank you meal in The Shed Restaurant and sampled their new bistro menu. A new experience was the accompanying cocktail flight. Food and drinks were delicious.
Picture This
You may remember that last October we met Colin and Iris on the cruise. It turned out that Colin and Neil went to the same school when they were 11. Neil showed Colin some photos of some of the classes and Colin revealed that he had a full school photo from 1967. Anyway, they were staying in Exmouth and messaged to see if we were around. So, we met them for lunch and Colin brought the photo – brilliant! He’s loaned it to us and we’ve had a copy made by our local Seaton Design & Print and we’re now in the process of getting it framed. It’s over a meter long and 25cm high. Lots of familiar faces for Neil to try and name but it is not far off 60 years ago that the picture was taken. Sadly, a few of the faces are no longer with us.
Section of the photo – can you spot Neil?
Keep on Running
The middle of March brought the annual Grizzly Run. It’s a gruelling (there’s a clue in the title) 20 mile run firstly along the pebble beach to warm you up and then along the coastal path westwards. The weather was lovely but because of the constant rains over the last few weeks it was the muddiest Grizzly in years possibly even since its inception in 1988. People come from all over the country and we also get international competitors. We don’t take part in the running but we impressed ourselves when our team came second at the fundraiser quiz – however, we do realise it was due to the stellar knowledge of team mates Bob & Steve, thanks guys.
Start of the Grizzly
Things can only get better
Trying something new, towards the end of March we went on a Warners Hotel break at Hayling Island. It was meant to be a short break with dance lessons of all types and standards. Sadly, it was neither, it was mostly ballroom dancing, most of the people were so experienced that they had their own special dancing shoes, the average age was 80+, the holiday park was a tad run down and sad looking and the weather wasn’t kind. So all in all it wasn’t a hugely successful weekend.
However, we always find some positives. The rifle shooting activity was good fun and Cheryl was extremely smug about being better than Neil. After deciding the dancing lessons were a bit of a dud we managed to dodge the showers to take walks exploring Hayling Island and had a pleasant day out in Chichester.
We also found another activity which suited us better and the cocktail making class was a hit right from the start. It cost £17 each but for that we learnt how to make 4 different cocktails and drink them! Plus, the guy doing the teaching had to make one to start with and they were piling up on the bar. Nobody else seemed bothered so at the end of the lesson we grabbed the extras and went and sat in the bar for the rest of the afternoon. After a bottle of wine that evening with dinner we did have a good sleep that night. We don’t think we will rush to book another Warners break.
Easter parade
Alex, Freddy & Luke came to visit for Easter and we had a wonderful time with them. The new soft play in the Jurassic centre had just opened and kept Luke amused. Cheryl couldn’t resist playing along as it was big enough for adults as well. Luke timed his nap to perfection allowing us all to enjoy a great lunch at The Picture House on Easter Sunday.
That’s what friends are for
Marlpit Lane Social Club had a night at the Thai restaurant which was a lot of fun. More fun was had at our Perk up Pat Party. Cheryl bumped into her one day and the expected improvement in her painful feet had not transpired and her recent visit to the consultant did little to improve her mood. We decided to have a surprise party to cheer her up and with our lovely bunch of neighbours that’s exactly what we did, along with some food and just the odd bottle of wine. Pat went home much happier than when she arrived.
This is how we do it
We like to do our bit to help out whenever we can and have both been enjoying sessions at the Tourist Information Centre which is manned by volunteers at the weekends during the Summer. Neil has also been spending a lot of time putting together the volunteer rotas each month.
Regular readers know that we volunteer at our local arts and entertainment venue, The Gateway Theatre. Neil cleans the pipes every two weeks and Cheryl has agreed to take on the role of Bar Manager on a temporary basis. The charity needs to raise funds to pay for its running costs plus a share of maintenance and insurance for the building which has increased substantially over the previous year’s amount. The revenue from the bar is crucial to raising the necessary funds to pay these bills so Cheryl plans to maximise the return from the bar by analysing profitability, optimal stock reordering levels and streamlining the products on offer. As some of you know, she can be a bit of a finance nerd and does love a stacked spreadsheet. It’s an ongoing project but hopefully in the next few weeks we will have made some changes which should deliver some improvements.
We also helped out with the Seaton Shipshape Festival organised by Seaton Chamber. It’s all about getting Seaton spruced up ready for the tourist season with such things as cleaning gutters of all the weeds, cleaning shopfronts, weeding the streets and so on. It’s been fantastic to see how people can contribute and make a difference just by doing simple things to make the town look its best before the main summer season starts. We both got stuck in with the beach clean up organised by Jurassic Coast Clean Up. They were able to identify the really large hard plastic object as a mussel float and had the contact number of the fishermen who would collect it for re use.
We also offered our top skills of dressing up in pirate costumes, having fun with the public and taking as many silly pictures as possible whilst wandering around the town with friends Graham and Liz handing out leaflets for the big party at the end held at The Gateway. The series of photos were then posted to the local social media along with the some totally cringeworthy puns to attract ticket sales.
Sadly, we couldn’t be at the party as we had already committed to a visit to family in Bristol and the next day Cheryl travelled on to Champneys for a couple of nights with the girls to celebrate Anna’s birthday. The Champneys break was superb with Anna on top form between her treatments and her mum June walking better than ever since her recent surgery.
It’s a Jungle out there
Wildlife report from the garden. Silver has become our pheasant in residence, he’s still very shy but is getting used to the place where Neil will put out seeds. We had a bit of a shock one afternoon to find a new visitor staring at us through the patio doors.
Mindful of protecting Silver as pheasants really are the most stupid of birds and an extremely easy target for a hungry predator, Neil made sure that Foxy soon got the message that our garden was not a safe refuge for him.
Mid-month and we noticed that Silver was limping and clearly had a very sore leg he could barely stand on. Ringo developed a gammy leg last year so we wonder what on earth the pheasants are doing to damage themselves in this way. At the end of the month we had a surprise visit – Ringo was back and limped his way happily to Neil for his handful of seeds. Will we have handbags at dawn between Silver and Ringo? Who knows
We could be right, we could be wrong….
Just do it also means being open to saying yes when opportunities arise and this was the case for Cheryl when a last minute ticket was available to go and see one of her teenage influences, punk legend John Lydon aka Johnny Rotten at nearby Axminster Guildhall. Huge fan Eric had booked himself the VIP meet and greet and an additional ticket for the show for his wife who couldn’t attend at the last minute so Cheryl went along. It was not something she would have booked, but, came back buzzing from the event especially as Eric managed a front row seat for her for the second half enabling her to sing and dance along to the closing songs – Anarchy in the UK and Rise, and she took the opportunity to shake his hand.
Hello Regular Readers, this is a quick entry to let you know we have been stalked! It’s rather creepy and sinister as we have been invaded by an unwelcome visitor with malice aforethought.
At first we thought ‘how flattering, someone who isn’t a friend or family member wants to delve into what we are doing – so maybe we are interesting people after all and potentially can join the cool kids as influencers, ha ha’.
However, our initial chuckles faded when we discovered that this uninvited visitor deliberately searched through this blog for information with the sole purpose of damaging our reputation within our community. After taking some time to trawl through the entries, the meagre pickings were shared with a wider audience, and we were copied into this email so we would know what this person did. Pretty impressive drama for a small town we hear you say.
We understand the Interweb is not always a safe and cosy place and that this blog can be accessed by anyone with time on their hands and an axe to grind. As you also know we are lazy, and this blog was an ideal way to keep you all updated when we decided to travel all those years ago. We’ve also made some wonderful friends around the world and when we stopped the full time travelling, we used the blog to share our tales of renovating during the pandemic.
Realistically it was bound to happen. I guess we tend to judge people by our own values, and we usually see the good in everyone we meet even if we don’t always agree with them. We feel it’s important to admit that sometimes we get things wrong. After all, we are human and none of us is perfect and to be frank, Neil can be very annoying at times!!
However, there are times when we feel the need to call out bad behaviour and stand up for ourselves when we feel we are being bullied and harassed. This must have really upset this person as they firmly believe they are always right no matter what they say or do. We think you will agree that stalking isn’t a nice or kind thing to do, and that’s why you are our friends.
Don’t panic – we will continue to post our ramblings but sadly we will now be wary that our spy is still hovering and looking for ‘dirt’. We do need some time to absorb what has happened, but we do feel extremely disappointed as our stalker is in a position of authority in our town which makes this episode all the more shocking.
We also wondered if this behaviour was the result of some deep-seated personal issues or lack of self esteem on their part, and if this is the case then we sincerely hope this person seeks the professional help they need before they spiral out of control.
Maybe there is no problem, and they simply need to get a life.
Anyhow, as you know, we are big and tough and will bounce back as we know that we have the love and support from the people who really matter in our lives.
Stay safe – and don’t have nightmares wondering who is looking at your digital footprint right now.
Yup, our blog this time starts with a momentous occasion, Neil hits the dizzy heights of 70. Surely not? we hear you say……..he only looks 69! At this age Neil decided he needed more than just one day to celebrate so he started on the 11th August and went past his birthday on the 16th and all the way up to the 20th.
First up was the Gala Night for the Indiana Jones Film when we got dressed up for a screening of the film in our local venue where we had canapes and bubbly on arrival. We had a great night although the film wasn’t the best. The following evening we went with neighbours to a Murder Mystery Event where half a dozen people on stage read the mystery with clues as to ‘who dunnit’ in the style of a radio play. It was just so good to see how a handful of people with such limited resources can put on such an entertaining show. The special effects man had us in stitches!
For Neil’s actual birthday we had smoked salmon and scrambled eggs for breakfast in bed and then cheese for lunch and a very expensive bottle of red from our friends in France. Then it was off to The Gateway again for a very funny spoof of two Shakespeare plays all in less than 90 minutes. Plus, Neil wearing his ’70 Today’ badge, was called on stage to help with a minor stabbing….fab! After the show we took off down to the beach to walk off the red wine and the odd drink we had at The Gateway. Then we bumped into Lisa and Sean who insisted that we went for a couple of beers at The Vaults to celebrate Neil’s birthday. Like we needed to celebrate more! For the evening we went for Neil’s favourite food, curry, what else? Here, his ‘70 Today’ badge got him a very nice free desert with a candle in it!
After meandering home via the beachfront, and turned down another invite from a group of total strangers to join them having a birthday drink on the beach, we finished the posh red wine that we opened at lunch time and slept very well indeed. Well Neil did but Cheryl struggled because somebody was snoring!
There was more to come the following evening. We had invited the neighbours around for dinner and once Chris and Viv knew what the plan was they insisted in driving all the way from Brecon to take part. Only Chris and Viv knew that we had invited a chef, Dariusz, from nearby Colyton to come to the house and prepare a 4 course dinner for everyone. Dariusz did not let us down and even included a hands on pasta making lesson while he was preparing the food which was amazing. The neighbours were very impressed, so much so that we thought that they were never going to go home to bed. We had a fabulous night.
Next day we drove up to Leanne’s in Cheshire where we were to have a weekend with Neil’s family. It was action packed with walks, the odd beer (now there’s a surprise), BBQ (now there’s a surprise), a climbing wall and Sunday lunch where Neil was welcomed with a giant balloon of ‘70’ behind his chair. It was just so good to spend the whole weekend surrounded by his family. What a great way to finish a 70th birthday celebration which, actually, went on for over a week rather than a day or two. Hey, it had to be done!
After slowing down for a few days we had a visit from Alex, Freddy and Luke. Always good to see baby Luke but it is tiring keeping him out of mischief now he’s increasingly mobile. He’ll probably be walking next time we see him so that it’ll make it even more full on. We don’t mind, he’s such a cheery happy go lucky little fellow that we don’t feel tired until he’s gone to bed.
There were a few other events/activities like Marlpit Lane Supper Club where Neil baulked at the bill until Pat pointed out how much wine we had drunk, the new Mission Impossible Film (we liked this one even though we had to admit it was just a load of exciting tosh), volunteering at The Gateway behind the bar and volunteering at Tourist Information.
September brought us our two week narrow boat trip with Gail and Orren her dog. We started in Ellesmere in Shropshire with the intention of completing The Four Counties Ring – Shropshire, Staffordshire, Worcestershire (West Midlands) and Cheshire. The first week was so hot with temperatures in the UK setting September records. Thankfully, whilst we were hot at around 28C we were much cooler than the south. The trip was going well until Neil had an argument with a windlass when he thought he had broken his arm. Fortunately, being something of a drama queen, he just had to contend with a very sore arm and a wound that just would not heal. Still, it could have been worse as we have heard of people having similar accidents and finding the windlass mashing up their faces! ‘Of course, that might have made an improvement’ says Cheryl!
The second week’s weather was not so pleasant as we had a number of wet days but on the upside we still managed to BBQ most evenings even if we did eat inside.
The trip went so well that we calculated that we had 2 clear days extra to play with. Neil had the idea that as Cheryl was now beginning to steer the boat a lot more we should head past the marina and get ourselves up the Llangollen Canal as far as the Pontcysylite Aqueduct. It’s an amazing piece of engineering from Thomas Telford which was opened in 1805. It’s over 300m long and there’s not much to prevent the captain at the back falling off and plunging nearly 40m down to the River Dee. We have passed over it a few times before so Neil had the idea that this time it was Cheryl’s turn to take the boat over, take her first winding (a 360 degree turn) and bring it back over again. It’s just an awesome experience and she did brilliantly.
Don’t look down
We weren’t done. After we gave Gail a hug we parted company and we headed off to have lunch with June and Roy plus Bill and Sue. This time we had chosen a good venue. The Highwayman Inn delivered a cosy environment, cheery staff and excellent food. Bill and Sue headed off back to West London and we went to spend the evening with June and Roy and watch our first World Cup Rugby Matches. The drive home next day started great but just past Bristol the heavens opened and we were down to 50mph as the rain was so heavy. We stopped off to buy diesel but gave up as the filling station had a huge queue because most of it was more than 6’’ under water.
The final few days of September and early October were pretty busy. We had the U3A wine club meeting where we had to provide 2 bottles of rose/white and 2 bottles of red each containing the letter K in any part of the grape variety, vineyard name or country. Letter K Easy? Actually, it wasn’t that difficult and our favourite amusing purchase was a bottle of Kylie Minogue Rose. Sadly, most people thought it wasn’t good value and not a great taste, we agreed. That evening we were at a quiz at The Gateway with Simon Jupp MP as our question master. We went with Bob ‘n Shiela and Paul ‘n Maureen and improved on our position compared with the last quiz but not enough to win the prize. The following evening we volunteered behind The Gateway Bar for the AC/DC Tribute band, it was busy and bloody loud but the band were good value giving excellent entertainment. Then next day it was Tourist Information all day so a very busy weekend indeed.
Last month we left you wondering what Neil had been up to to get into this state.
He was transforming the garage – and had enough paint left over to do the workshop door as well.
The longed for sunshine and warmer temperatures finally arrived in June. The following Saturday our town council put on a free outdoor music event for the community in the park overlooking the sea. It was a glorious day and we had a great day marshalling at one of the entrances. We were a little concerned when the local Extinction Rebellion group started to congregate just outside our gate as protest groups had been staging disruptions at a number of events. However, they were happy to just talk to people as they arrived and even came in to offer us some very tasty homemade flapjacks. Our lovely local policeman, Sam also had a chat with them and came back munching on a flapjack as well. On reflection we then all wondered if we should have eaten them in case they contained any special ingredients and we did have a confession later from the lady who baked them – she had used butter so they weren’t suitable for her vegan chums!
With temperatures rising steadily we set off for ten days in the Loire Valley, where it was even hotter. It was a long day with a very early start to get the ferry from Poole to Cherbourg. The long drive to Saumur was straightforward and we arrived in time to shop before getting to the campsite. However, the accommodation was extremely disappointing with a number of faults which lead to an almost ongoing battle with the inept holiday reps and the head office back in the UK.
The temperatures were in the mid 30’s so we spent early mornings on walks and sight seeing in Saumur which was extremely pretty and afternoons relaxing and enjoying barbeques on the large decked terrace.
We stopped off on the return journey to have lunch with Jean-Phillipe & Chantal. We also asked Jean-Phillipe to put together an order of wine from his Cave for us. On collection of course he added a few extra bottles as a petit cadeaux. Thank you Jean-Phillipe! The restaurant we went to was the same one used for the Twinning dinner last year and the food was exceptional. It was a great way to end our trip and we look forward to seeing nos amis when we take part in the Twinning visit next year.
The ferry journey was the usual tedium topped off by a long wait to get through passport checks and finally leave the terminal. The late night journey was then complicated by closures on the A30 for roadworks and the most tortuous detour along tiny country lanes. We finally arrived home in the small hours after getting up at 4am the previous day.
No time for a long lie in next day as Freddy, Alex & Luke were already in the house and enjoying a few days in Seaton before we got home. The full impact of the hot and dry spell was clear in the garden as all the grass was now brown. Luke was in full crawling mode and was covering ground fast. He also enjoyed the beach and even tried eating the pebbles.
A week later and we were off to Bristol for number one grandson’s fifth birthday. This was the party afternoon for the grandparents and it was a lovely relaxed afternoon watching him playing with his new presents and performing his incredible magic trick of making coins disappear.
Then it was off to London the next weekend for Luke’s first birthday. Finally we had a journey by train WITHOUT a Train Strike – hurrah! It was great to meet Alex & Freddy’s friends and their families and to see Freddy’s parents Ann & Guy who we last saw at their wedding.
There was a gradual decline in temperature towards the end of the month, and a substantial increase in rainfall which was very much needed for the parched garden. Unfortunately this has now settled into a pattern of regular heavy rainfall making the start of the school holidays feel like the monsoon season. We dodged the showers to enjoy an Abba tribute night at the Tramway and Marlpit Lane Social Club came third in a quiz………..third from the bottom!!
We had a visit from Chris and Viv who are in Wales for the summer staying with Viv’s mum in Brecon. We managed a long walk across the golf course and the lanes around Axmouth on their first afternoon followed by an excellent meal in The Ship. Day two the forecast was for dry weather so we started with big baps at our favourite café, Jurassic Bites en route to Beer and then on the coastal footpath to Branscombe, one of the top ten coastal walks.
It was all going well until the drizzle started just before we reached Branscombe. The drizzle turned into full rain and by the time we got back to Beer we were a bit soggy. We took a break to have a Beer in The Barrel Of Beer in Beer whilst watching the second half of England women’s football team vs China.
Rain stopped and we walked on to have the usual ice cream stop at Jurassic Bites followed by walking along the beach from Seaton Hole to find pebbles with holes in them – we know how to have a good time with our visitors here in Seaton!
Talking of having a good time ……what has Neil been doing? You will have to wait until next time to find out.
March, April and May, what a difference a month makes! We arrived back from Goa to be greeted by cold and wet weather making us wish he hadn’t come home. It didn’t last long, it’s good to be home and preparing the garden, getting ready for visitors and getting stuck into volunteering and socialising.
Sadly, Doris our neighbour who lived opposite died and we had a funeral to go to. She was 94 so she had, as they say, a good innings. Mentally she was pretty sound but her body was very tired and she missed husband Alan so much that she really didn’t want to be alive. She had an amazing life working in the music industry even shaking hands with Frank Sinatra. The service was lovely and it was great to give her a good send off.
Marlpit Lane Supper Club was duly formed with a visit to Monsoon for a curry night. The idea that we had was well received and it looks like we’ll be having a supper night once a month. The only restriction is that we have to spend the money in Seaton which is good for the town and good for our legs but bad for our livers!
Cheryl had a girlie couple of nights at Champneys. Anna is still in remission so she was floating on air and behaving very badly.
Neil has a new skill. We had volunteered to serve drinks at a gala night in The Gateway and Dennis behind the bar asked Neil what he was doing Monday morning. ‘Not too much, why’? said Neil. ‘Ah, you could be here for 09.30 and I’ll teach you how to clean the pipes’. So, after two sessions Neil is getting close to being able to do this important task every two weeks. Another tick in the box at The Gateway and another skill for him.
One thing we had been so looking forward to was the visit of Chantal and Jean-Phillipe who hosted us last year when Seaton Twinning Association visited Thury Harcourt. They gave us such a good time and their hospitality was wonderful.
The group from Thury Harcourt arrived around midnight on the Friday so we quickly got them home and we chatted in Franglais over a glass or two of red before bed. The following morning we had crumpets with marmite for breakfast. Cheryl & Chantal walked the Labyrinth in Cliff Field Gardens before we all headed to the promenade to show them the beach and the cliffs.
Love it or hate it?
We took a ride on The Tramway and enjoyed a lovely journey to Colyton. Lunch in the Merchant Bistro was delicious and we took them to the church which is such a pretty one with incredible stained glass windows. Once again, back on the tram for an early dinner at The Malthouse before meandering home for more wine before bed.
J’aime le Fish & ChipsJe n’aime pas le HP sauce!
Sunday started with a ‘full English’ for breakfast and then the entire group travelled by coach to visit some water gardens and lunch before moving on for a stroll around Weymouth, a beer outside a pub, and then we made our way to Lyme Regis Golf Club for the formal dinner. Back home for some more wine and chat before bed. Having given Chantal and Jean Phillipe the choice between crumpets and ‘full English’ they went for the big one which hopefully would see them though the day and the journey home.
Sante
We really enjoyed having them come to stay, we hope they enjoyed it as much as us.
This blog entry couldn’t go without mentioning the Coronation of King Charles. Neither of us watched all the pomp and ceremony on TV but we did help put up some bunting in Windsor Gardens to celebrate the event. On Sunday, as part of our celebrations Bob ‘n Sheila hosted a lunch at which we had lots of fun, delicious food and a glass or two of something that you might fancy.
Finally, big news. We were both successful in our bid to be on the Town Council and have been to our first meeting. It was, shall we say, extremely unexciting and even now, Neil is still trying to work out how he talked himself into going through this monthly self-inflicted agony.
Around the middle of the month we set off for Bristol to see Neil’s son and his family. It was tiring with endless games of football in the garden with an energetic almost 5 year old and then to cool off we had endless games of table football indoors. On Saturday night we were taken to a Comedy Night at a local venue which was very good. The weekend was made all the more fabulous as Paul cooked some delicious food on Saturday evening and Sunday lunch.
Whenever we leave Seaton we try to make best use of the long journey so on our way to Scarborough we stopped off to see Leanne and Neil. ‘Dad, do you have a sledge hammer’? ‘Yes darling, I do’. ‘Please can you bring it with you’? On the journey up on Friday we stopped off at various places to shop for trousers, shoes and whatever. Whilst we love living in Seaton the lack of shops can make buying clothes difficult. Anyway, we arrived at Leanne’s to discover why we had to bring the sledge hammer. They had a large and rotten garden shed that needed demolishing and burning, plus quite a lot of undergrowth, so that was Saturday and Sunday morning accounted for. We did go out for a long walk on Sunday afternoon, had lunch out and then went to a fund raising quiz night in Macclesfield. Neil messaged Leanne two days after we had left and the fire was still hot!
Next stop a brief overnight outside York to shop some more before heading up to Scarborough on Tuesday. The reason for our visit was to celebrate Tony’s 70th birthday. We had booked a small B&B and once settled we set off to explore the town. We discovered an Indian Restaurant which was BYO with the added bonus of a Tesco shop opposite. Job done for dinner!
On Wednesday we met Tony and Brenda in The Wetherspoons which was to be the venue for the big party. We also met with Annette and Keld who had flown in from Denmark. We had a great evening with food and drink and a meeting with the pub manager to check he was OK with us trying to take over a part of the bar. Whilst he couldn’t reserve any seating he was more than happy for us to ‘dominate’ an area. The following day we walked along the coast to Filey which was about 10 miles. It wasn’t the prettiest walk we’ve ever done but the exercise was good and the apple pie we had at a farm shop/café was enormous and quite delicious. We had a walk around Filey and then took the bus back to Scarborough. That night we all met again for a meal at the Indian and by this time Connie and friend Ann had arrived from Newcastle. It was a really good night with lots of laughs over the size of the nan bread and the cabaret with which it was delivered to the table – the waiter dressed in a cape and mask and dry ice just to make more of the occasion.
The party was on Friday afternoon and evening. By now almost 20 people had arrived in town for the 3pm start. Annette and Keld had come the furthest, Denmark, followed by us and Sue with us both about 6hrs drive, there were some from the Midlands and others from Lancashire. Sadly Sue had driven up to Sheffield to see Tim the night before only to have to drive back home to Kent because her cat had been run over. Thankfully, the cat was OK. The party was great, lots of food and drink, lots of reminiscing, lots of laughs and some fine presents for Tony to open. We left the pub just after 11pm so it was a long evening and Neil did feel a little jaded the next morning.
Saturday morning we drove down to Gloucester to see June and Roy and help with their tax returns and then Sunday we had a very bad Sunday lunch with Bill and Sue before driving back to Seaton to enjoy what had become a fabulous weather pattern. Whilst Scarborough was cool, hey it’s on the North Sea, it was dry and sunny and that continued at home but a few degrees warmer. So, May finished with warm sunshine and June was going to be the same, at least for the foreseeable future.
December brought us around 2 weeks of bitterly cold weather with temperatures down to -6C and some days it didn’t rise above zero. This is very unusual for Seaton as we are on the coast but it wasn’t as cold as some parts of the UK where it dropped to -15C.
It was now time to get into the spirit of Christmas.The Gateway had asked us to help with a children’s seasonal activity day as well as promoting the pantomime which was scheduled the week before Christmas.We teamed up with Liz and Graham from the gym and U3A to dress up as pantomime characters and, of course, Graham and Neil were ugly sisters, Liz played The Fairy Godmother and Cheryl was Principal Boy.
Our initial job was to welcome the children to the entertainment, craft tables, and meeting Father Christmas before they sat down to watch a Christmas Film.We encouraged a lot of silly photo opportunities for the kids and their families as well as having some ‘he’s behind you’ fun. Then we set off for a wander through the town to hand out flyers for the panto.We went into many of the businesses to jointly promote them andThe Gateway’s Pantomime by getting them to take pictures of us and post the crazy pictures on their social media pages.Of course we did find time to pop into a couple of hostelries for some well earned refreshments. We definitely encouraged some additional ticket sales with our silly antics and it was a great way to spend an afternoon.
Ever since we moved here, we have had at least one pheasant and sometimes two take up residence in the garden over the winter and spring.Neil has been trying desperately hard to get them to be tame enough to feed from his hand.Well, his patience paid off and Ringo finally took food from his hand and now each time he feeds him Neil takes just s few moments to keep him happy to feed from his palm.
By now we were seriously into party mode.Volunteering behind the bar at The Gateway for a matinee of The Nutcracker from The Royal Ballet, a Gateway volunteers beer and buffet evening, a Marlpit Lane Social Club Christmas Dinner at The Shed, dinner at our new Thai Restaurant with Eric Laila and a U3A wine circle Christmas lunch which got extended with Graham and Liz back at ours – and all this was in one week!This was followed by a trip to Champneys for Cheryl and the girls whilst Neil had some time with his grandson.
We had a brief visit back to Seaton when we managed a trip to The Gateway to see Dick Whittington, ‘oh yes we did’!We love pantomime and it’s slapstick humour and the entire show of about 2hrs was put on by just 5 actors.They worked really hard and made us laugh so much especially the Panto Dame who just happened to be a very tall Scotsman with fabulous outfits, drag queen make up and a booming voice.As usual with panto the kids got really involved especially the little girl behind us who was frantically shouting ‘he’s behind you’, it was fantastic.
Dick Whittington at The Gateway
We were soon back on the road to travel to June’s for Christmas.Cheryl had started with a slight cough and cold a couple of days before we left but it didn’t bother her too much.Neil, however, succumbed on Christmas Day of all days.He was very unwell and spent most of the day in bed.Still, it was great to see Anna looking so radiant and having such a good time.Lisa was over from Oz with Callum and Jack so it was a very festive and loud Christmas Day which meant that whilst Neil was in bed feeling grotty he didn’t get much sleep.
We drove back on Boxing Day and started back at the gym the following day.By now we were on countdown for travelling to Goa and making sure that all the bins had been emptied, the fridge and freezer down to a minimum, the Christmas decorations packed away and the final batch of washing ready for packing.
Just a few days before the end of year we booked a trip to cross off The Northern Lights or Aurora Borealis off both of our bucket lists.We’re taking a 12 night cruise from Southampton with P&O later in the year and will spend Cheryl’s birthday in November 2023 taking in the Norwegian fjords.It’s a long time off but as we will be crossing the North Sea during the winter we decided to go for it so that we could book a cabin with balcony midships to minimise the risk of Cheryl being sea sick. New Year’s Eve was spent with Marlpit Lane Social Club plus lots of friends from the gym at The Gateway.We saw in the new year to a 12 piece big band who played two long sessions interspersed with disco and a buffet to get us in the mood.It was a great night and by the end of the evening everyone was dancing and singing.We even had a good old fashioned conga line lead by a Scottish friend with his kilt swinging. Neighbour Maureen wasn’t impressed with her Happy New Year kiss from Neil as he was a tad sweaty after all the dancing!
New Year’s Day was Pat’s birthday and everyone was invited around for drinks and finger food in the afternoon.It was a chance for us all to see her brand new kitchen and building alterations, wow, what a difference it made.It was the usual jovial event with some fine food and wine. Monday brought us yet another social event, this time to Lisa and Sean’s house for drinks and food.We know Lisa from the gym and also she works the check outs at Tesco one day a week for some extra money but also to help keep her brain in gear.
Finally with all the partying done it’s time for us to set off for Goa.As usual our trip to London is messed up with train strikes again so we’ve had to resort to taking another expensive taxi to the outskirts of London to enable us to catch the tube to get to Alex & Freddy’s house.This time we will be catching the newly fully opened Elizabeth Line for the first time to spend a couple of days cuddling Luke and catching up with the boys before our flight to sunshine, 30C, Kingfisher beer, lots of friends behaving badly and delicious food.It’s been over 3 years and we are so looking forward to it. More to follow when we’ve settled in Benaulim.
Trips away, fabulous family news and lots of social events in the town.
Cheryl has wanted to go to Egypt ever since she studied the Ancient Egyptians at primary school. This was to be our very first package holiday, booked by a stir crazy Neil in the depths of lockdown. Starting with 4 nights in Cairo, a Nile cruise and then relaxation in an all inclusive resort at The Red Sea. In Cairo we had an excellent guide for 2 days enjoying the wonders of the Pyramids, Great Sphinx, The Mosque of Mohamed Ali and museums. It was full on.
Inside the pyramidDoes my bum look big in this pyramid?
We then flew to Luxor to board The Esadora for a 7 night cruise down The Nile to Aswan. Every day we had excursions taking us to temples, The Valley of The kings, The Valley of The Queens, the Aswan dam and much, much more. We thought that Cairo was full on but this was exhausting as we were always up very early so that much of the sightseeing could be done in the cool of the mornings. What made it a lot more heavy going than it need have been, which was self-inflicted, was that we had a very sociable group of fellow travellers which meant a few drinks in the bar each evening.
There was a surprise awaiting us on our return from excursions as the cabin staff were a dab hand at towel art, and their creations were quite spectacular. Neil decided he would have a go as well but had to concede he should leave it to the experts.
Neil’s effortThat’s how it’s done
The next stage of our trip was to be spent on The Red Sea. We travelled by mini bus across the desert to the resort of Hurghada. The journey was interesting as we travelled through small towns where life is pretty traditional and in stark contrast to the glitz of the upmarket hotels and holiday resorts.
We had booked 10 nights of R&R which unfortunately wasn’t as pleasant as we had hoped. The hotel was aimed at families with loud music playing at the beach bar and the swimming pool making reading a book very difficult. To be fair, all the staff at the hotel were absolutely fantastic so if we weren’t eating or drinking in the bar we were on our balcony reading the books we had brought. We had a fabulous view and it was good to get back into reading which is something we don’t really do at home. In the evenings we walked along the track in both directions from the hotel which had been laid for miles in both directions. Hurghada itself is a strange place, a purpose built resort town, almost Disney like, with hotel after hotel along the seafront. It had no real soul and many of the hotels were partially built empty shells having been abandoned when Covid hit the world. Of course, they will get finished at some stage but for now they remain the homes of foxes and other wildlife. Very sad.
our balconyThe road to nowhere
Our first experience of proper package and all inclusive was mixed – it was great not to have the work of selecting and booking sightseeing and transfers, but not great to have no control when things weren’t to our liking such as the hotel at Hurghada. On a long stay we would probably have booked a couple of nights and then extended if we liked the place or moved on if it wasn’t for us.
We flew back in early November and spent a couple of days in London with Alex, Freddy and baby Luke. He is growing fast and is still such a chilled little guy getting more and more aware of what is happening around him. Then it was back home to Seaton to get back to the gym as the scales weren’t good for Neil, probably something to do with the all-inclusive food and liquor in Egypt! The social life kicked in with a Marlpit Lane Social Club film night was quickly followed by a wild night at The Gateway with Riviera Dogs, an excellent 80’s tribute band.
Whilst at the gig we bumped into Chris who used to frequent The Hat. He told us that Gary the bar owner was back in town to renew his passport so Neil contacted him and before we knew where we were we had a impromptu guest. He had been sharing his old flat with the guy who took it on but things were tense to say the least. So, we offered Gary a bed for 3 nights and enjoyed his company and tales of his new travelling lifestyle.
Just before we headed off to Cornwall to celebrate Cheryl’s birthday we went to a get together for the U3A wine appreciation group. We were most certainly the youngest there, some well into their 80’s but they were a great group and as the wine flowed we had a lot of laughs. We provided the 3 Reds – all connected to the letter C. It was a fun afternoon and went to prove the point that 80 is the new 60.
Cornwall was just the same as last year, wet ‘n windy, although not quite as windy as last year. We had a day out at The Eden Project and the second day walking near Padstow along The Camel Trail. We had the same deal at the hotel, bed, breakfast, evening meal and a bottle of wine, once again not good for the waistline. For some reason we also had a room was upgrade to The Courtroom which was a huge room with a lounge area containing 2 x 3 seater sofas.
Let’s end this post with some fabulous news about our niece, Anna, who has been receiving treatment for cancer for many months. She’s been unbelievably positive and cheerful despite feeling absolutely shite at times. At the beginning of November she was told that she is in remission! We are so pleased and we’re looking forward to the family celebrations that are to come at Christmas.
It’s been an eventful couple of months including the appearance of creepy creatures, family visits, a boat trip, fun and games in Yorkshire and Cheshire where we brought back more than we bargained for, more family and several nights out.
Regular readers will know that Neil is a Trustee at our local venue The Gateway Theatre. Sales for a show hadn’t been going well which was very sad as this was to be the first professional live theatre here in so long. ‘Dracula the Bloody Truth’ was giving many people the impression that it was a serious horrifically bloody tale. This was a long way from the truth as it actually was a comedy not dissimilar to pantomime. On the back of her recent success with dressing up to market Shipwreck Sam during the summer Cheryl had the idea that we should dress up and carry out some fun publicity with the local businesses by having our picture taken in various poses and have them posted on social media along with as many Dracula/horror related puns they could come up with. It worked fangtastically well as ticket sales really picked up and local businesses such as the butchers, Post Office, the gym, bicycle shop, pubs and the fruit and veg shop posted silly pictures of us on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. We went to the show on the Friday still in full costume and it was as described, mad slapstick humour!
It was our turn to host a neighbourly event and it will be no surprises to you dear readers that it was a BBQ. We had 11 neighbours and friends around at 12.30pm for drinks followed by food and chat. It went well with most people staying until around 6pm. In fact it went so well that at around 8pm Neil asked the remaining people if they fancied some cheese and biscuits which was just about all we had left to offer them as we were running down to fridge before we went away. The final stragglers finally left around 10pm….a huge success.
Just a few days later we travelled up to June’s for the big family party in Gloucester. Around 30 members of the extended family gathered for the event with everyone bringing some food. Neil did the BBQ and the weather was good apart from the one hour that Neil was busy cooking the sausages and burgers. In typical UK Summer BBQ style, Cheryl stood by holding the umbrella whilst everyone else scuttled indoors for shelter. After the food, it was silliness personified as Roy brought out an old buggy that he had made when the grandkids were young. Now it was adults doing crazy things.
Our 3 weeks away was now full on, the family event over it was a drive to the midlands to pick up a narrow boat with Chris and Viv. Our original route was scuppered by the drought as many of the canals were closed due to lack of water. It wasn’t a problem, we had a Plan B and we headed through some beautiful countryside towards The Shropshire Union Canal. As with most of our boat trips we completely under estimated the requirements for beer and wine so had to make an extra stop to buy supplies. We blame Chris and Viv……of course!
At the end of the boat trip we headed to Sheffield to meet with Tim who we know from our many stays in Goa. A couple of beers followed by a Thai meal in Zaap, a restaurant replicating a Thai fast food court. The ambience was good, the staff very cheerful and the food excellent. Good choice Tim.
Moving on once again, we continued on to Harrogate to meet up with Tony and Brenda. They were dog sitting a lovely Japanese Akita, Luna. It was the usual trip to Spoons, next day a long walk along the river at Knaresborough followed by a few beers at Happy Hour in our hotel. On our last day Tim drove up from Sheffield for lunch as he hadn’t seen T&B for over a year. Visas permitting we’ll all be having a drink together again in Goa.
No flies on us, we were on the road again with another drive back south to Wakefield to catch up with Donna and Rob. It’s been a long while since we’ve seen them and the time we had in the Italian restaurant wasn’t enough so we decamped to our ‘interesting’ hotel which had seen better days. However, our extended cosy chat over another beer didn’t happen as the night receptionist had just arrived, locked the front door and then launched into relentless ‘standup’ mode and kept us in stitches with mad stories about the hotel, it’s history, it’s staff and the events like weddings with obligatory punch ups and dramas that had taken place there.
Another step further south next day took us to Lyme, a National Trust property that was used as Pemberley in the TV drama of Pride and Prejudice for that unforgettable wet shirt scene with Colin Firth. We had visited before and having spent so much time sitting in bars and restaurants a long walk around the gardens was the order of the day. It’s a beautiful place, the house absolutely stunning, the gardens so pretty and the estate humungous. Of course, this is National Trust and it would have been bad form not to visit the café. With all our excesses over the previous 2 weeks we were restrained, we shared one cake.
Welcome to Neil’s new residence
Our final stop on our Northern sojourn was to visit Leanne and Neil. We had a quiet night in on Friday before embarking on a 10 mile walk on Saturday with lunch thrown in. Having done very little exercise it was just what we needed. Leanne had bought tickets for the evening to go to Buxton Opera House for a night of Cabaret & Burlesque. The theatre itself was beautiful and the show absolutely fabulous. We even spotted Edwina Currie going into the theatre which was spooky for Cheryl who remembers seeing her back in the eighties when going to a play in the West End. What a night, the show was such fun and with great audience participation.
Sunday brought us a damp day so it was a 45 minute walk to the local pub for Sunday lunch before spending the afternoon drinking beer in front of the fire and timing time. Timing time? Yes, Leanne had an egg like timer in her living room so Neil decided to time it so see how long it took for the sand to run through. Leanne very quickly got excited by the prospect and 2.5hrs later with 5 different timings we were none the wiser. She even got another one from the top of the stairs but that didn’t work at all.
Monday was the drive home which we hoped would be uneventful as it was the day of Queen Elizabeth’s funeral. We heard the news of her passing whilst on the canal trip and although sad, we both felt that she had achieved so much and was so well loved that passing on at home surrounded by family was a fitting way to go. We listened to the service on the radio as we drove along quiet roads. The journey took about 4.5hrs, and we arrived home after almost 3 weeks quite exhausted and looking to give our livers a well-earned rest.
Tuesday brought us a bombshell. Cheryl had complained of a tickly cough a few days ago and neither of us were feeling on top form when we woke up in the morning and we came to the conclusion that we had all the right symptoms for the dreaded lurgy. At 5pm we tested, bugger, positive, we have Covid!
Neither of us had any energy to do very much for a week. We got the odd job done that we had been putting off as long as it didn’t need much effort. There was one other downside, the weather was absolutely stunning, the sort of weather we would like to have gone out walking and then sat in a pub garden having lunch. Not to be.
He’s back
We posted in May that we had a new addition to the garden, Ringo, the aptly named pheasant who brought such beautiful colour to our garden. However, he only stayed a few weeks before moving on. Well, he’s back! His ring of white feathers around his neck, hence calling him Ringo, have disappeared as when you get close it looks like he’s been plucked! Apparently, according to a local wildlife photographer, he’s moulting in time for new winter plumage. We’re pretty sure it’s him as he was very comfortable with Neil from day one, he comes for food at the same place and he’s roosting in exactly the same tree next door. We’re really pleased and we hope that this time he’ll stay a bit longer.
Early October brought us a welcome visit from baby Luke and his Dads. We were very excited to have cuddle time with him and he was an absolute delight as he is such a happy little soul. We did laugh at the ability of one very small person to need so much luggage and to take up so much space. He also managed a spectacular poonami which needed a serious clean up but luckily he kept the mess to his clothes and his high tech baby rocker chair. Our sofa and carpet were spared! Neil even found a great use for his juggling skills as it seemed to work wonders for those few times when he got fractious.
This entry brings Chapter 14 to an end, fourteen years since we took that first step to go travelling for 6 months and then we didn’t stop. It’s kind of funny, we’ve just contracted Covid and Gary, who ran The Hat and then lost it through Covid, is now retracing the steps that we took in that very first trip, Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam, Laos and Malaysia.
Chapter 15 will commence in a few weeks with something being crossed off Cheryl’s bucket list. Watch this space.
It has been pretty much full on since we posted the last blog entry hence the delay in writing this one.
It all started with a trip to Bristol for our first grandson’s fourth birthday party which was great as we hadn’t seen him for a while. Next was a Gala Film Night to see Top Gun Maverick. We put on our posh outfits and were greeted with pre-film fizz and canapés. It was an excellent night, lots of chat beforehand and a film that was a tad plotless but exciting nonetheless. A week or so later it was time for Phantom of the Open. This was a good old British comedy based on a true story of a shipyard worker from Barrow-in-Furness who, in 1976, blagged his way into the British Open Golf Championships despite never having previously played a round of golf. Boy, did we laugh.
Then it was time for the Celebratory 40th Anniversary Dinner at The Twinning. It was a pretty low key event for everyone except us. During the dinner our new grandson Luke was born in Canada. Needless to say, Cheryl was extremely excited, with one eye on her phone for messages and couldn’t wait to tell people. Neil is deputy Chair and had to say a few words to the gathering and started by explaining why Cheryl had been wiping the odd tear from her eyes – a round of applause followed!
Events were now coming on thick and fast with us volunteering at The Natural Seaton Event organised by The Tramway. Cheryl, never missing an opportunity to ham things up, dressed as a pirate and wandered around the town with Eric to promote one of the events in The Gateway, a children’s performance called Shipwreck Sam.
Any excuse to dress up……
We could only help out at the event for the Saturday as the main event for the month was arriving on Sunday – the second annual visit of Barmouth South. 10 adults and 6 teenagers descended upon us for best part of a week for seaside stuff, good food and the odd drink.
As several of them left towards the end of the week friends Chris and Viv arrived in readiness for the next event, an Abba Tribute Band. This time we all dressed up to go and dance and sing to all our Abba favourites, wow what a night it was.
Chris and Viv stayed for 3 nights which included a tramway trip and a long walk to Branscombe.
Viv really didn’t want her picture taken
Almost immediately after they had left Alan and Heather arrived from Scotland. Neil went to school with Alan, so has known him since he was 11, and was in the same Scout patrol, Panthers, with Alan as Patrol Leader and Neil as his second. Sadly they could only stay 2 nights as they had a fully loaded trip planned but it was great to see them. We must find time to get to Scotland!
Alan and Heather
Still on the go, Alan and Heather dropped us off at the station for us to travel to London to finally see baby Luke. Alex & Freddy flew back from Canada a few days earlier as they had to organise a passport before he could travel. The surrogacy was amazing and we have so much love for Winter who carried Luke. Wow is he a cutie. Hardly a peep from him when he’s sleeping, eating or being changed…..amazingly chilled little fella. Well done boys for being such great Dads. Of course, Nana had great fun in feeding him and even Neil had a go!
While we were in London we also attended an Indian Visa office to apply for Neil’s spouse OCI visa. It all seemed to go well despite the inevitable wait time, they took his money, and now we await a video call just to make sure we are who we say we are. We absolutely roasted on the train home as it was a heatwave and there was no air con.
Shortly after our return to Seaton it was Neil’s birthday. We had planned a long walk with lunch out but the much needed rain finally arrived on the day. We still managed lots of short walk in between showers between several of the town’s pubs. Pub crawl over we headed to Monsoon for an Indian dinner.
Happy birthday to me
While we were there we had a message from Paul and Maureen to say they were away and that a parcel had been left on the doorstep – could we please take it around to the back of the house and put it in the shelter at the back? We walked back to the house, well Neil staggered, and we settled into home. At 5am the following morning Neil woke up, ‘Shit, the parcel’! He rushed across the lane to rescue the parcel and make it safe.
Another guest arrived less than a week later. A couchsurfer called Marie from Germany. She had finished her studies and was spending 6 weeks exploring the UK. We had put couchsurfing on hold because we had got so much going on but she only wanted 1 night and from her profile she did sound very interesting. We were so glad we allowed he to stay – for a 20 year old she was very mature, spoke excellent English, she was enquiring and extremely funny.
People often ask what do you do with your time? We’re always busy but these last few weeks have been full on. We had hoped that having a house by the sea would mean plenty of visitors and that’s exactly what we have had, along with our usual canal boat holiday and a short visit to France.
Mid May brought us our first Couchsurfers. We joined couchsurfing whilst on our travels and stayed with many hosts in different countries and even hosted people in the caravan, which given the space constraints was an interesting experience! It was finally time to host in our new home now that all the pandemic restrictions have been lifted. Lotte and Meinrad from The Netherlands contacted us about a two night stay. We had a wonderful couple of days with them as they neared the end of their epic walking trip around Europe. They set off about 18 months ago at the height of the pandemic. It’s a long story, too long to post here, but in essence when they arrive home in mid-Summer 2022 they will have walked 5000 miles around many European countries. They were a joy to host and we wish them a fabulous life together.
Cheryl has been busy with council duties and Neil has now been appointed a Trustee at The Gateway Theatre. We thoroughly enjoyed our volunteering duties for the Platinum Jubilee Celebrations in the gardens overlooking the sea. It was a free event with sideshows, live music and free ice creams for the kids and finished off with lighting a beacon. Socially, we’ve had a night of Italian/Maltese food in Pisani with Diane and Glyn, a hilarious evening of tapas with Paul and Maureen where Kathy at The Wild Caper kept us amused with her unique way of running a restaurant, excellent food and drinks with Eric and Laila, a French lunch at Don and Pat’s house following their recent holiday to France and a 70th birthday celebration BBQ with Paul and Maureen and, finally, a Twinning Beach Hut Party. Hey, it’s all go here in the heaving metropolis!
At the end of May Neil went for the chop – his eyes that is. He had lens replacement surgery and now doesn’t need glasses for anything. When he went around the house looking for all the various pairs of glasses he had for reading, driving, watching TV and working in the workshop he found a total of 19 pairs scattered around. They’ll be going to The Lions Club who collect them and, presumably, send them off to more needy people around the world. He’s had a couple of follow up consultations and, so far, it’s looking as though he’ll have better than 20/20 vision when his eyes finally finish adapting to the surgery. For those of you that don’t understand what lens replacement means it’s just like having your glasses fitted into the inside of your eyes rather than wearing them on your nose.
I was laughing at him as he didn’t realise that as well as the taped on shields there was ink on his forehead
The first of our annual narrow boat trips took place at the beginning of June. A week on the boat with Gail boating from Gayton near Northampton to Warwick and back. None of us had been to the famous castle so on the Wednesday we walked from the canal into the town and spent a superb day exploring the venue. It is a quite stunning castle to explore but there was much more. An amazing demonstration of birds of prey, guided talks of the main rooms of the house including some quite macabre stories, acres and acres of grounds to explore and more peacocks than you can imagine. An excellent day out. The weather for our boat trip wasn’t great but at least it was mainly dry and that’s all that matters.
We arrived back from the boat around 2pm on the Sunday just in time to hurtle around the house with the vacuum cleaner in preparation for the arrival of Clive and Karen who were staying for 3 nights. They had been here in the UK for 3 weeks catching up with family before catching the ferry back home to Spain. None of us could remember when we last got together but we did agree that it was at least 3 years ago. Neil and Clive have known each other for more than 50 years so the reminiscing went on into the early hours. There was much to catch up on and long walks, a day out on the tram with lots of laughs, some good food and drink.
C&K left on Wednesday and it was time to get the vacuum out again, wash the sheets and get the main guest room ready again as Bill and Sue were arriving the following day, also for 3 nights. What B&S didn’t know was that June and 2 of her daughters, Tracy and Anna, were also planning a visit. It was a real surprise when they arrived to find them already here. It was a hilarious couple of days, BBQ’s, another day out on the tram with good food and excellent company.
As B&S left on Sunday morning we jumped into the car for a day at The Haynes Motor Museum about an hour away. Miranda had planned a father’s day surprise for Paul and it was superb to see his face when he took a second look after he realised that he was standing next to his Dad. We had a fabulous day with them and our grandson enjoying the delights of the zillions of cars in the museum plus a session on the go karting track. It was a great day except Neil was miffed that Paul won the karting with the fastest lap time although Cheryl did win the prize for funniest moment when the track guys commented that marshalling her had been ‘slightly terrifying’.
Only slightly terrifying??
Next in our busy busy month of June came our first visit to our twin town Thury-Harcourt in Normandy, France. It was an early start, 5.15am to catch the coach to Poole where we boarded the ferry to Cherbourg. As it was our first trip we didn’t know exactly what to expect but as Neil had been part of two twinnings, one in North Devon and the other near Bristol, he did have a rough idea. What we didn’t know was who we would be staying with.
On the way to Thury we stopped off at Bayeux but the planned visit to see the tapestry didn’t take place as we were late getting off the boat, thank you very much Britany Ferries, so there was just time to wander through the town and grab something to eat before we arrived at the Town Hall to meet our hosts. We arrived just after 6pm and we were introduced to Chantal, our host, before listening to the traditional welcome speech from The Major and the reply speech from our Chairman Steve. This was followed by some local cider for which Normandy is famous and to be introduced to Chantal’s husband, Jean Philippe who had just finished work. Then we all sat down to a meal, some wine, of course, and a chance to get to know our family.
We did strike gold with Chantal and Jean Philippe, they were just so hospitable. They live about 5kms outside of the town in a tiny Hamlet called St Martin-de-Sallen. The house was stunning, a very large, old stone building in a lovely garden. Our bedroom had an ensuite bathroom with views across the valley from the bathroom and into the vegetable garden from the bedroom. What we also found out is that Jean Philippe was a retired Pharmacist who decided to start a new working life to satisfy his passion for wine – he opened a cave selling wine, spirits and beer. For the entire weekend we were given fabulous French wines and Calvados, another Normandy speciality.
Saturday brought us a visit to a local Cider and Calvados producer. It was a really informative tour around followed by the inevitable tasting…..yum! It was also an opportunity to buy some bottles ready for the family day on Sunday. After the tasting we boarded the bus for the journey to Domfront en Poiraie a medieval walled town sitting on the top of a hill. Before we had our guided tour we had an enormous lunch of excellent pizza and salad. The tour itself took just over an hour then it was back onto the bus for another journey to an auberge for our 4 course evening meal, yes, more food and more wine! Once back at our adopted home is was time for Calvados sitting in the lovely garden before a much earned night’s sleep.
Sunday was a little more relaxed with breakfast in the garden before the arrival of Chantal’s sister Marie-France and her partner Gilbert. They were hosting Anita and our coach driver. From Neil’s experience of twinning it’s quite usual for hosting families to get together on family day. We enjoyed a leisurely lunch plus an afternoon trip to a local model railway centre. We all had a lot of fun riding the very simple train, playing on the bouncy assault course and the zip ride……all very childish!
The journey home on Monday started at 9.30 from the Mayor’s office. We headed to Pegasus Bridge to visit the site and museum which tells the story of taking of the bridge which was pivotal to the success of the Normandy Landings in 1944. It was interesting and sobering at the same time with lots of information to take in. We had lunch in Café Gondree which has so much history going back to the end of the 19th Century. At the time of the landings the café was run by Georges and Thérèse Gondrée. They had been involved in passing information about the defences around the bridge to British intelligence through the French underground.The successful taking of the bridge played an important role in limiting the effectiveness of a German counter-attack in the days and weeks following the Normandy invasion. With the passing of the Gondrées, ownership was taken over by their daughter, Arlette Gondrée, who served us. It was a lovely time spent chatting to her whilst she served other guests.
We stopped off at a hypermarket to top up with French wines, cheeses and saucisson before boarding the boat back to Poole. Unfortunately, the boat had a couple of issues which delayed our arrival which meant we didn’t get home to after 1am.
The trip was fabulous and we’re now looking forward to hosting Chantal and Jean Philippe when they come over in 2023.
This entry is a round-up of the various things we’ve been up to in the past six weeks. Obviously it’s not as exciting as a long trip to Mexico but we’re upbeat as we’re starting to feel as if Covid has been beaten. Now all we have to do is sort Putin out, and, maybe, just maybe, the world can return to normal.
What do you really crave after being away for eight weeks? – a curry fix of course! We decided to treat our friends Diane and Glyn as a thankyou for dropping us off and picking us up from Axminster station. Glyn wouldn’t accept any petrol money so a curry night was the least we could do. Local curry house Ragini didn’t let us down and really hit the spot.
They’re off
We were also back in time to see The Grizzly, Seaton’s very own coastal run where the name says it all. The full race is 20 miles along the coast and there is a shorter 10 mile run called The Cub. It’s tough, very tough indeed, firstly running along the pebble beach, then through the town, across the coastal path to Branscombe via Beer and beyond, returning back to Seaton Seafront for the finish line. Living by the coast just about anywhere in the world means hills so the route has a number of steep climbs and drops but thankfully this year it was pretty dry so no serious injuries caused by the slippery paths and no lost running shoes stuck in the boggy parts! The weather was perfect, cool and not too breezy so we cheered off the runners at both the start and finish. We found out a few weeks later that the event had raised over £30,000 for local charities.
The noise of runners on pebbles was deafening
We then made a quick dash to Gloucester to visit June and Anna. Whilst we were away we heard from June that her imminent back operation had been delayed and sadly her daughter Anna had been diagnosed with the Big C and was preparing to undergo her first treatment. Life was pretty shitty for both of them but Anna was amazing in her outlook, so positive and so cheerful. Neil drove her to Cheltenham Hospital one day for some tests which gave him some quality time to chat about how things were affecting her family. Radiotherapy and Chemo are on the horizon for her which she wasn’t looking forward to but she is determined to do what it takes to see her children grow up.
Back in Seaton it was time for our first post-Covid live music event at The Gateway with The Detroit Soul Collective, a 9 piece band playing Soul, Motown and general feel good party hits. We went along with our neighbours and it didn’t take long for us all to be up and dancing, singing and just so, so pleased to be listening to live music again after what seems like an eternity.
We hadn’t done much exercise whilst away apart from long walks around the various sights, towns and cities. To compensate we tried not to indulge in too much food and drink and felt pretty smug when getting back on the scales at home to find we both had actually lost a little weight. Keen to get back into our gym routine we both booked a session on the super duper body analyser machine so we could get a good benchmark to then monitor progress. Aaaaaarghh! The pesky machine confirmed that both of us had lost a little weight but that it was due to losing lots of hard earned heavy muscle which we had then replaced with lots more fat – oh B*ll*cks!! We both resolved to get our fitness back asap and not to let it slip again. Let’s see in 3 months time when we get back on the analyser again.
We are big fans of the NHS and during Covid happily took as many jabs as they wanted to squirt into our arms. It was also time for what Cheryl refers to as ‘squash & spread’. The routine screening for breast cancer isn’t something to look forward to but the NHS organisation and staff made it almost a pleasure. In Devon we don’t have the massive infrastructure we were used to in Bristol and instead of a hospital or clinic, Cheryl was asked to attend a mobile screening unit in Tesco’s car park in the nearby larger town of Honiton. It was so slick she was in and out again in less than 15 minutes and was happy to get the all clear letter just a couple of weeks later.
Another health issue that we have been meaning to look into (ha) is sorting out another side effect of getting older – deteriorating vision. Both are suffering with poor close up vision with Neil now needing different glasses for both close and distance vision. That means he has 2 pairs in the car, 2 pairs in living room, 2 pairs in the bedroom and readers in the kitchen, workshop, various pairs of trousers and the study. Bloody glasses everywhere! With the aim to become glasses free we travelled to Exeter to visit Optical Express to be assessed for lens replacement surgery. This is a solution which has been taken up successfully by a few of our close friends. Neil was approved and will be sliced and diced at the end of May. Cheryl’s vision was not so bad and she failed to make the cut….ha, another good pun!
Time also to deal with the house and at the end of the month we finally got our kitchen floor re-laid in the way we had always envisaged. This was the third attempt at getting it right following a bad material selection on our part and poor fitting. After another disastrous fitting ‘repair’ we insisted on a new fitter and better material and pattern. We now have a more sympathetic herringbone in oak, with a bespoke border which looks stunning and the bonus was that we had enough left over to do the utility. The house has finally become ‘our’ house and in the layout we want – it’s no longer feels like The Miller’s house, although we still have all the before photos on a pin board in the hallway just to remind us of the many happy hours spent sanding, painting and sanding and painting ………..and sanding and painting.
Finished at last!
Easter was spent with Alex and Freddy. The boys are well into their surrogacy in Canada and we had another great Facetime catch up with Winter and her family in Calgary. Winter is doing a fantastic job carrying Baby M and we were astounded by the level of technical knowledge both she and the boys have. On top of this the boys are getting to grips with the legal situation and the logistics of planning the birth and their first weeks with baby in Canada. We also had plenty of time for long walks, cream teas, ice creams, a film night and a very posh lunch at The Pig – thanks boys!
Looking towards Beer and Seaton
Next was another quick trip to Gloucester to see Lisa. Neil’s niece was over from Oz on a surprise visit to see her family especially her sister Anna who had just got through her first very tough round of radiotherapy. What a day! Everyone was on form with Lisa pulling out all the stops to do the cooking and save June from hobbling around the kitchen on her sticks. We laughed and laughed so much, it was just a great day to see June surrounded by her three daughters and their children. It was a lot of fun.
Our Social life was now getting into full swing. We renamed our close neighbours The Marlpit Lane Social Club and the group has been to see screenings of Kenneth Branagh’s latest film Belfast and The Duke. Everyone brings a picnic to enjoy around a large table with a few beers/wine and a chat before watching the main event. Both films were excellent with genuine laugh out loud moments. Then another live music night with Rollin Stoned, who were fantastic. The band really got into character with great banter, costumes and fabulous performances of the best loved songs. By the end of the night, even the few young folk who were there had joined the wrinklies who had been dancing from the start.
Many places in the UK have portable defibrillators available for public use in an emergency but training has not been deemed essential to operate them which is a bit of a concern as they deliver a powerful electric shock. A local volunteer organisation decided to run some free training and we went along for the excellent session. The first half was a welcome refresher of CPR which we both learned many years ago. The second half was all about the defibrillator which comes in many different forms and although they do emit simple verbal instructions, we both felt the training session was invaluable to give us the confidence to use them effectively if we are ever called upon for help.
As we write this its become apparent that world events are continuing to influence our daily lives with no end to the war in Ukraine, fuel price increases, gas and electricity price hikes and inflation predicted to exceed 10%. We have reflected on health issues within the family and we have resolved to work hard at our own health & fitness. We do have a lot to look forward to, especially the arrival of grandson number 2. We have lots of visitors booked in and events to look forward to. We also have a new friend in the garden, who we have called Ringo. We’re not sure if he is one of the two we spotted last year, and maybe we will be lucky enough to have him stay throughout the summer.