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Back in Chesham

We left Cornwall at 8am Saturday morning and had an uneventful drive to Helen’s cousin Liz. We were able to spend a few hours with her then say our goodbyes. A final two hours drive had us back in Chesham.

Sunday morning was a lie in and catch up with some admin. After watching the Singapore Grand Prix (with great, long missed BBC commentary) we drove to London to meet Helen’s ex and his family. We have remained friends over the years which keeps the families close. We went out for a meal in Chinatown and afterward walked back to their home near Victoria.

Today is our final day in Chesham which means we’ll almost certainly have our final curry this evening.

Tomorrow we’re off to London where we’ll stay on our friend’s barge for a couple of nights. Tuesday afternoon we plan on visiting the British Museum followed by dinner and a night out at the theatre. We’ve booked a combo deal – dinner at Creation followed by “We Will Rock You” at the Dominion, both right by the British Museum.

Wednesday we have friends to meet and will probably do a lot of walking around. We have a 9am flight to Grenada via Tobago on Thursday. Not sure if we’ll be able to blog before we’re back so next entry may end up being from the boat.

On the c/c front we’ve been reassured by the boatyard that the boat still looks closed and not broken into. We won’t know for sure until Thursday but there’s not much we can do until then so we shall cease to worry until then.

Stones, Crags & St Ives

On Thursday morning we found a café in Penzance with free WiFi and caught up with emails, etc. We learned that one of our credit cards that we’d left on the boat has been used and we had to speak at length to the credit card company. The broader implication is concerning as it’s likely someone has been aboard our boat. I fired off an email to the boat yard just in case but we won’t really know the full implication of this until we return. Bummer.

After a lunch of pasties we headed off for more walking. This time we walked inland taking in a number of old and ancient sites. The first site was an old baptistery not too far from Penzance.

Next we were back in the car and off to “Lanyon Quoit” a burial memorial looking much like a stone table.

Third stop was for the length hike where we first walked across the moor to an abandoned mine called “Ding Dong.” Along the way we came to some standing stones called “Men-an-tol”. They looked like the number 101. Apparently you are supposed to pass ailing children through the circular stones and their ills will be cured. We didn’t have any ailing children with us but Lois was able to plant part of her anatomy through the hole. Although we’d missed the summer peak, we were still treated to the yellows and purples of the heather.

After “Ding Dong” we headed towards “nine maidens” a group of standing stones. Someone appeared to have traced some sort of magic circle in the ground perhaps hoping the ancient nature of the site contained some mystical influence. We found a dead mouse by a stone. An offering perhaps? Somehow I doubt it.

We continued on to a crag. On the way we encountered an old barrow. Robin and I examined this but Helen and Lois carried on. To catch up Robin and I took a short cut across the heather. It looked like a reasonably decent path but it turned out quite scratchy. Robin had long trousers on but I didn’t which made things worse for me.

Continuing in this vein Robin and I took a further shortcut to the top of the crag while Helen and Lois took the longer route. While we received plenty more scratches we were rewarded with a great view from the top. We eventually joined Lois and Helen further along the crag.

Back in Penzance we settled down for the evening. Peter joined us for an hour or two. After he left we ate fresh mackerel superbly cooked by Robin.

This morning Helen and I went on our own to St Ives. We decided to take the bus for a change.

On arrival we walked down to the water front from the bus station and slowly made our way around to the fishing pier / breakwater. St Ives is a very picturesque fishing village now very much a center of tourism. All the same it is quite quaint and makes for a great day trip.

The protected waters of the harbor are home to plenty of small fishing boats. When we were on the pier we noticed the harbor was also home to two large seals each probably weighing as much as Helen and I put together – even after all the food we’ve been eating recently.

Lois had lent us her pass to the Tate art gallery so we visited there. There were five galleries of showing five different artists. Some interesting, some rubbish (I thought – but then I’m a bit of a philistine when it comes to art).

After the gallery it was back to the water front for lunch where we picked up some local baked food and had an ice cream each. Then we walked around some more to battle the pounds down. By now the town was quite busy with typical English tourists and holiday makers.

We finished off our trip with a visit to the St Ives museum. They had so many exhibits it was almost too much. I quite liked the various handmade models of old sailing ships.

Tonight is our last evening all together in Cornwall. Lois and Robin are leaving tomorrow morning. They will soon be off to Thailand and Burma for six months helping out there. We’ll be heading back to Chesham tomorrow too. Hopefully we’ll be able to drop in on Helen’s cousin Liz on the way who has not been too well of late.

Cornwall

We had a very pleasant evening in Wells. We did go out for a meal. Rather predictably we found a local Indian which turned out to make excellent food. We were delighted. We had a good night’s sleep with a lie in before breakfast which involved more sausages, bacon, eggs, beans, etc. We read a little more before beginning our trip to Cornwall.

As we had some time in hand we thought we’d have a look around Glastonbury, just a few miles to our South and more or less on our way to the motorway. Who knows, being the equinox we may save some poor naked virgin about to be sacrificed by some deranged druids. There was some disappointment on this front but we did have a good visit.

Our first stop was Glastonbury Tor. It was an old ruin of a church (just the tower) perched a few hundred feet above the town on a small hill. This must have been built by clergy who wanted their congregations to be fit. The views from the top were superb. We could see all around including, off in the distance, Wells cathedral. Down below we could see much of the town of Glastonbury but not the remains of the abbey.

This was our next stop. We hiked back down the hill and along a country lane back to the car and parked by the old abbey. Although the abbey was close to Wells Cathedral and built at the same time, it was in ruins. This was due to differences of opinion between controlling monks and Henry VIII during the reformation period – in particular, differences about where certain church treasures should be kept. The abbey must have once been magnificent but no more.

We were treated to a nice performance of living history in the old kitchen, the only fully standing and intact part of the old structure.

Before heading down to Cornwall we had a wander around the town. Glastonbury is clearly very much a New Age mecca with plenty of stores ready to exploit those who’ve convinced themselves a well placed crystal will change their world.

The drive down to Penzance, Cornwall took about three hours. We arrived about a minute or two after Helen’s sister Lois and her husband Robin. They’d just finished their last of about five trips down to Cornwall moving their possessions from their old home in Stevenage. They have recently retired and are moving to Cornwall to enjoy the area. Helen’s brother, Peter, was also there. We were soon all unloading the van into Lois and Robin’s home and later into Peter’s storage under his house, just a few miles away.

Once this was accomplished and the van dropped off it was time to kick back, open the wine and catch up with everything. In the evening Peter went home and the rest of us went out to eat at a pub called the Dolphin Arms.

Our plan for day 2 in Cornwall was to get a good hike in. The calorie battle seems to be escalating as moderation, having failed to take a foothold, has yielded to increasing output battling increasing input. Our first excursion was to a local café for breakfast – a full English again. Then it was off to the western end of the peninsular to walk the coast. The area was rugged and beautiful as Cornwall is and festooned with old tin mine ruins. As Lois and Robin knew the area well they were our guides. They took us on a great route including clambering over beaches of boulders and up to Cape Cornwall. Off the beach of boulders we were able to see seals playing in the water. The weather quite misty and very slightly drizzly – the worst we’ve experienced on our trip so far. Nevertheless it was all very pleasant and enjoyable.

Heading back to Penzance Robin took us along the southern route and detoured into a tiny fishing village called Penberth Cove. There were only a few houses but each was ready for it’s own postcard image. There were a few fishing boats which could be dragged up and down to the sea using a large manual capstan.

Back at Lois and Robin’s house in Penzance we rested for a while. I finished the Dan Brown book I’d recently bought. The ending was a bit wet but overall it had been a riveting read. Peter and his wife, Dianne, came over shortly and we ordered a combination of Chinese and Indian take out for dinner.

Today we plan to visit the library to catch up on emails, etc. Our shipment of boat parts is progressing and should arrive in Grenada the week after we arrive. That’s perfect timing for us. I want to make sure there are no hiccups with this and that the boatyard are on time with their work. We don’t want to have to sit on the hard any longer than we have to when we return to Grenada.

Wells

We had a nice Sunday with Joanna and Alan. We had a nice lazy morning reading, chatting, looking at their bees. In the afternoon we we drove to Tatton Park for an extended walk which was nice.

In the evening we had a meal whereby we fried meats and veg on a hot plate, Japanese style. This worked very well.

This morning we began our trek south. We’re due in Cornwall tomorrow so today we broke our trip by diverting to Wells in Somerset. It’s known as the smallest city in England. It qualifies as a city by possessing a cathedral.

We arrived around midday, parked the car and wondered into the city center. We immediately recognised the area at the end of the high street from a movie we’d seen. It took us a while to remember it was “Hot Fuzz.”

We took a guided tour of the cathedral. It’s always amazing to see old cathedrals. I can’t imagine anyone affording to build a stone building of such intricacy today.

We’ve settled into the White Hart Hotel, an old coach house, for the evening. We’ll probably eat out tonight.

Up North

We’re now “Up North” staying with Helen’s sister Joanna and her husband Alan in a place near Manchester called Appleton.

The last couple of days have been quite interesting. The first 24 hours in the country we managed to cover, again, all our missing favourites. Wednesday lunch we had a full English breakfast. In the evening we had curry. The following morning Helen and went for a long walk and ended up in a pub where we ate fish and chips. We are really in danger of putting on some serious weight.

Yesterday evening we all went out to celebrate Emily’s (our nieces) 21st birthday by going out to yet another pub which served up great Italian food.

In amongst all this we took a trip to Tesco’s. This trip highlights the difference between shopping in the Caribbean and here in the Uk. In the Caribbean you go to wherever you are going and are simply grateful if you can find most of what you’re looking for. We went to Tesco’s principally to pick up the latest Dan Brown book. We knew they were selling it as a loss leader (less than half price) to bring people into the store. Knowing this we felt immune to the hook. We picked up our hire car first and discovered it needed fuel. Tesco’s sells fuel too. Going into the store we learned that if we spend 50 pounds we’ll save 5p a litre on the fuel. So we figured we’ll pick up some clothes we need and some wine. There was a deal on for 3 bottle for 10 pounds and sparkling wine was half price so we bought a bottle of that. Then we saw that we’d save another 5% if we bought six bottles so another 2 bottles went into the basket. By the time we left we’d spent over 70 pounds having intended to go in just for a book.

This morning we drove up from Chesham to here – about three hours. We were fed a fine roast dinner on the basis they don’t eat like this normally but as they had guests ……

We’ve been out for a walk to lose a small fraction of the mass we’ve eaten recently stopping off for beer in a nice pub. Not a lot planned for the next day. We’ll begin our trip to Cornwall on Monday.