Holiday Day 10 and 11 and the End...
Tuesday, 31 August 2010 01:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
byslantedlightWaah - I'm writing this from work! And waah, Landlady was supposed to be away this week and instead I've just had a text saying they only went to her sister's for the night and aren't camping after all! Waaaah!
So there must be Nice Things this week, and my first Nice Things are the last two days of my hol... *g*
We got all artsy on Day Ten and went off to Cockington where there are studios and workshops galore - I loved this aeroplane, which you put in your garden and is balanced perfectly by the crystal ball on the other side so that it spins and spins and flies in the wind... And there were giant glass flowers, and spiders, and glassblowing (though they didn't blow *g*) and jewellery and soap and many lovely things...
...and there were gamekeeper's houses full of cobwebbed windows and glass...
(self-portrait, that... *g*
...and sunshine and ducks on the water...
Then down to Torbay, where we saw the sea, and gorgeously rusted ironwork...
...and came across a tree that was covered in bees! *vbg*
And then I had to go and leave Devon and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
foxcat74 and drive north... and it was very odd being in the car on my own after over a week of having lovely company! Luckily I was driving to more lovely company, cos I stopped in to see our rosie55 for the night and the gorgeously sunshine-and-flowery morning (that can't have been a bank holiday! *g*)...
And it was all very lovely to chat Pros and the world and just relaaaax...
Eventually, though, I had to leave there too, and I decided that I'd cut across country (as I often do, actually) in case the bank holiday motorway was all horrid and snarly, and as I was navigating from town to town, I realised that I was going to go past somewhere I've wanted to visit for ages, and it was still early(ish *g*) and... So I detoured just a wee bit to see the Rollright Stones. Here are the King's Men...
...which were really rather magical-feeling. The sunshine and gorgeous surroundings no doubt helped, but it was a lovely peaceful place. A little boy was running around the circle trying to count them twice, and the delight on his face of realising that he couldn't, just as the legends say... Ooh and look - I'm sure I remember this DW ep, set at the stones!
Just around the field were the Whispering Knights...
...and I was rather chuffed to see that people have been making offerings of coins there - our instincts to placate the earth with gold lives on to the twenty-first century! *g*
Across the road is The King Stone
...with a rather gorgeous view over the countryside he wished to rule... Legend has it, you see, that the witch Mother Shipton turned the man who would be king and his men into stone... the Whispering Knights are soldiers that were plotting treachery against him... and at midnight the spell is briefly broken and they all dance down to the river to drink - the King goes when he hears nearby Long Compton bells chiming twelve... *g* And of course if anyone witnesses any of this, they will go mad... *vbg*
How fab is all that? It was another of those landscapes that really feels right, if you know what I mean - even though there were lots of cars and visitors there. Lovely spot! And it's an even lovelier spot, cos on wending my way back to the bigger roads, I stopped at a garden centre/farm shop touse the loo look at the vegetables, and they sold - ice cream! And they sold... Turkish Delight ice cream! And in fact they also sold chocolate hazelnut, which is my second favourite flavour, and so I had my last greedy-for-ice-cream moment and had a scoop of each... and it was good ice cream! Equal second Turkish Delight with Cadwallader's, I'd say - yummy... *g*
And then there was much driving this way and that, and over this road and down that lane, and eventually I hit the bigger roads again (and remembered why I don't usually drive up the A428 too) and even managed to stop in at a supermarket and pick up some supplies, and then... then I was home and unpacking and catching up on Grandma's House (Simon Amstell *g*) and looking forward to having the whole house to myself for a week - about which, rats and rats again! Landlady's who say they're going to be away should go away! Oh well, hey-ho, home indeed...
So there must be Nice Things this week, and my first Nice Things are the last two days of my hol... *g*
We got all artsy on Day Ten and went off to Cockington where there are studios and workshops galore - I loved this aeroplane, which you put in your garden and is balanced perfectly by the crystal ball on the other side so that it spins and spins and flies in the wind... And there were giant glass flowers, and spiders, and glassblowing (though they didn't blow *g*) and jewellery and soap and many lovely things...
...and there were gamekeeper's houses full of cobwebbed windows and glass...
(self-portrait, that... *g*...and sunshine and ducks on the water...
Then down to Torbay, where we saw the sea, and gorgeously rusted ironwork...
...and came across a tree that was covered in bees! *vbg*
And then I had to go and leave Devon and
foxcat74 and drive north... and it was very odd being in the car on my own after over a week of having lovely company! Luckily I was driving to more lovely company, cos I stopped in to see our rosie55 for the night and the gorgeously sunshine-and-flowery morning (that can't have been a bank holiday! *g*)... And it was all very lovely to chat Pros and the world and just relaaaax...
Eventually, though, I had to leave there too, and I decided that I'd cut across country (as I often do, actually) in case the bank holiday motorway was all horrid and snarly, and as I was navigating from town to town, I realised that I was going to go past somewhere I've wanted to visit for ages, and it was still early(ish *g*) and... So I detoured just a wee bit to see the Rollright Stones. Here are the King's Men...
...which were really rather magical-feeling. The sunshine and gorgeous surroundings no doubt helped, but it was a lovely peaceful place. A little boy was running around the circle trying to count them twice, and the delight on his face of realising that he couldn't, just as the legends say... Ooh and look - I'm sure I remember this DW ep, set at the stones!
Just around the field were the Whispering Knights...
...and I was rather chuffed to see that people have been making offerings of coins there - our instincts to placate the earth with gold lives on to the twenty-first century! *g*
Across the road is The King Stone
...with a rather gorgeous view over the countryside he wished to rule... Legend has it, you see, that the witch Mother Shipton turned the man who would be king and his men into stone... the Whispering Knights are soldiers that were plotting treachery against him... and at midnight the spell is briefly broken and they all dance down to the river to drink - the King goes when he hears nearby Long Compton bells chiming twelve... *g* And of course if anyone witnesses any of this, they will go mad... *vbg*
How fab is all that? It was another of those landscapes that really feels right, if you know what I mean - even though there were lots of cars and visitors there. Lovely spot! And it's an even lovelier spot, cos on wending my way back to the bigger roads, I stopped at a garden centre/farm shop to
And then there was much driving this way and that, and over this road and down that lane, and eventually I hit the bigger roads again (and remembered why I don't usually drive up the A428 too) and even managed to stop in at a supermarket and pick up some supplies, and then... then I was home and unpacking and catching up on Grandma's House (Simon Amstell *g*) and looking forward to having the whole house to myself for a week - about which, rats and rats again! Landlady's who say they're going to be away should go away! Oh well, hey-ho, home indeed...
