How to see UK in a couple of days!
10.09.2013 - 29.09.2013 18 °C
Have been flat chat and therefore been just a tad slack at updating the blog.
Left London for Gatwick Airport and picked up the car. Noice! It's VW Sharan and for a 2 litre, picks its skirts up and bolts when you floor it. Moves along pretty well for a diesel. Getting the baggage in was a bit of a trick but managed reasonably well. Then off to Mevagissey!
Got close to Mevagissey and hit the first stumbling block about finding your way around Cornwalls streets. The main road we were travelling on was blocked off. So off one way, closely followed by some moron in a Volvo station wagon. The way we went quickly deteriorated into a narrow lane which was extremely bendy with no way of turning around. So, wait patiently for the Volvo moron to finally realise I was stuck and needed to back out. Thank goodness for past experiences of backing vehicles underground! Managed to get the van out, turn around and try a different tack. Closely followed by, you guessed it, the Volvo driver. Couldn't even begin to think about which way might be the better way as I couldn't even see the headlights of the Volvo following which really gave me the heeby Jeebies. Anyhooooo, all turned out OK in the end and managed to find the right way.
Got into Mevagissey and found where we were staying. Of course needed to be a mountain goat to get into the place but very pretty indeed. Had a bit of a look look, then off to Roovrays for dinner. I'm here to tell you that was one of the best meals I have ever had in my life. T Bone in Bernaise and it was tender, cooked and just devine.
The next day, off to Redruth, Truro, Penzance and Mousehole (pronounced Mouzzol, I don't get it either). Truly picturesque and what you would think of as a typical english fishing village. Had my first Cornish pasty. Must say, Mum still cooks the best pasty you could ever wish for! Not that I told the people at the time. I do have some diplomacy, funny as that might seem!
Margy has managed to kill her phone camera on a number of occasions (as in running it flat). Wherever you go, there is a constant whir, click and flash! I'm going to start calling Margy "Click". Truly only joking.
The B&B we were staying at was truly wonderful. Whenever you are in Cornwall and want to stay at a nice quaint B&B, Little Pisky Cottage will hit the spot. Thanks to Howie and Andy for making our stay truly wonderful and welcoming.
Then off to Glastonbury. Made it by about 14:00 and welcomed by Linda with a very welcome cup of Tea. Parsnips B&B is equally wonderful and right in the town site of Glastonbury.
Walked up to the Tor. What a trek. Need to be a mountain goat or at least one of the sheep grazing on the slopes. Had to make a stop once or 5 times. Determined to make it there though, particularly after seeing some little old lady with a walking stick finding her way back down. So it became a "if she can do it, so can I" thing.
Had dinner at a Pub. Best chicken curry ever!
I'm really going to have to go on an extreme weight loss program when I get back.
We're all doing OK apart from some cases of sore throats and runny noses. For people who don't know each other incredibly well, we're all managing to get along well with each other.
Be in touch again soon
Bryan and Ron