This is just for my friends in Espana. Extra mature cheddar cheese, pork pie, thick bacon, leg of lamb ( and mint sauce- of course!!!), Shredded wheat, Boddingtons beer and maybe a bit of trifle - Tesco sell it all and I'm eating it all!!

This week I got a new camera so apologies now for the rather obscure set of pics but just snapped everything! Anne's dog Meggie

My garden - I'm only allowed this pot!

Just a little bit of Anne's garden

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Eric the cat who seems to think my car is a climbing frame.

Meggie again

Tea for two in the garden.

Today we went down to one of our favourite spots, Charlestown, and had a look around this little shop which sells a very interesting assortment of unusual things.

This is an old look - out point on the edge of the harbour where they would have watched the bay for pilchards. The boxes are full of fishing nets.

The weather has been fantastic, clear blue skies and a comfortable 22 degrees.

Blue skies all the way at the moment.

Can Anne find an interesting bit of seafood for tea or will it be another visit to Tesco tonight?









Anne went up to the Midlands this weekend to see her sister and son and that usually means a trip to Ikea en route. This time the result was two new garden chairs to be contructed and ........

a trip to the recycling centre to dispose of the rubbish. It's the only one I know of with a wonderful sea view.

Last weekend we went over to Falmouth. The shipyards there often have military ships in for maintenance or refits. last Saturday we saw a huge cargo ship in dock.

................... and I did a bit of designer shopping!! A Crew shirt for £3.50 - a bargain!!

This is Mevagissey, a smallish harbour town about 20 minutes drive from home.

It is still a busy harbour with a number of quite large fishing boats operating from it.

This one had just been out to place it's crab and lobster pots.

Mel the sea monster and ...............................

Sasha the seagull- she follows us around I think!!

This is me dancing on the harbour in Fowey. A couple of weeks ago it was the annual Daphne de Maurier festival in the town. There were lots of events throughout the week and on the Saturday evening we went down to the town quay for a bit of free live music from a band called the Gumbo Flyers. They played cajun and zydeco music which got everyone dancing. Lots of people had brightly coloured ribbons to dance with so we got some too!

The Gumbo Flyers on stage on Fowey town quay.

The following weekend we found out that a band called the Bucket Boys were playing at Carnglaze Caverns, these are some slate caves about 8 miles away. The caves were used to store the Royal Navy's stocks of rum during the war. The write-up for the band was good and having not been there before we thought it sounded fun so bought our tickets.

We arrived in good time to get a drink and have a wander around the Enchanted Gardens which surround the caves and the 3 acres of bluebell woods.

There were fairies and dragons everywhere and that was before the drink!









The Bucket Boys have quite a following in Cornwall but first we had the support act........ the husband and wife team arrived on stage - he had on his shell suit bottoms and she was wearing a fleece! ( we found out why later) We wondered what on earth we about to see, then the keyboard was set up and he tuned up his fiddle!!!.........we looked at each other..... this was going to be great!! Peter's and Lee, the Carpenters.....anything could happen!

They actually turned out to be excellent musicians, playing a wide variety of music from Crosby Stills to Roy Orbison and it was all good.

They had obviously played there before and knew that by 9.15 it would be freezing cold- hence , the fleece!!

During the interval Anne went to the car to get the picnic blanket for us to wrap ourselves up in. It was cold in the caves but after a brandy we were ok and ready for the Bucket Boys performance.

Before booking we had read that the band had supported Pink Floyd in the past, well it must have been the dim and distant past I thought because their combined age was about 300!!

But what talent they had - we really enjoyed our evening.

Friday at last and a couple of days rest ( I thought) after a busy and somewhat eventful week at work.

My job was going really well and I was getting some great feedback from my bosses, then they decided it was time for me to take on some new tasks.
1. Clean the floor of the bar area - well that sounded fine until they let me loose with the buffer machine - within minutes the bar tables were sent flying at great speed across the room and I was left hanging on to the stupid machine in a desperate attempt to prevent any further destruction.
2. Fitting new light bulbs in the main entrance - simple I thought but I needed a step ladder so I asked the duty manager where I could find one. Kindly he offered to show me, so off we went, chatting about how well I was settling in. The cupboard we needed was under the staff living quarters and when we got there it was all in darkness. Trying to be helpful I reached out and switched on what I thought was the light. BIG MISTAKE ....... it was the fire alarm!!! The building evacuated at lightning speed and I had to face my scantily clad, newly made friends and admit - yep it was me!

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7am Friday morning and Anne is up and ready for the off. Seems it's Flora Day in Helston and we just have to be there.
We were soon on the road and after a 40 mile drive we reached the town. Some of you oldies may remember the Terry Wogan version of the Flora Dance song - pretty awful!

The town was thronging with people and shops and houses were decorated with colourful spring flowers.
We arrived just as the children began their dance through the streets. More than 1000 children , dressed in white, danced their way around the town accompanied by the band playing the traditional music.

The dancing continues thoughout the day but the famous, ancient (pre- christian) Furry Dance
takes place at 12 noon. Ladies in their finery and gents dressed in morming suit dance around the town and in and out of the shops and houses.

Kid in a sweet shop!

On the way back to the car we came across an old fashioned sweet shop. They had all the old favourites like Bull's Eyes, Pear drops, Pineapple chunks and I just couldn't resist the rum and butter toffees.

After watching some of the dancing we walked back to the car and headed off towards The Lizard Peninsular. Anne has been wanting to take me down there for some time - and now I know why.

After passing RNAS Culdrose - the largest helicopter base in Europe, our first stop was Kynance Cove.

The National Trust took £3.20 off us to park the car, then tried to sell us membership for another £79!

We began the steep walk down to the cove.

Thrift covers much of the cliff tops along the walk.

Wow- what a beach!

Anne had carefully timed our arrival for low tide because at high tide there is very little beach. Even though the sun was shining today the sea was very rough - the photos do not portray very well the sheer size of the breakers.

Looking at the size of Anne's rucksac I wondered how long we were staying!

Not content with just the beach Anne had me climbibg - again! Good job I bought these boots, going to need a new pair soon I fear!

Looking along the coast towards The Lizard.

Kynance from the cliff top

When I started moaning about my legs aching..................out of the rucksac came a cider!

Clear blue skies over Cornwall and stunning scenery.



After a good couple of hours at Kynance we were off again.

Next stop was the Lizard itself. Everyone else drove down but we had to walk of course! The Lizard is the most southerly point in the UK. We saw seals just off the shore and then wandered down to the old lifeboat station where I found this very nice boat!

I answered the call of nature in what I thought was a secluded spot, but on our return to the cliff top I realised I had been in full view of ther people having their cream teas in the cafe!!

Tired out, I thought we were ready to head home............... Don't be silly, there's lots to see yet.

Next stop - Cadgwith, a very pretty fishing village with lots of thatched cottages...................and a pub.....at last!

But, guess what......... we had to walk down to it because the road was too narrow.

Oh joy, I didn't know which bit hurt the most, my back, my legs or my toes.

Shall we buy this one.........

............or this one?

The footpath to Cadgwith Cove




We had a lovely day and both got very sunburnt faces.

Where shall we go tomorrow? Pardon?