Catching up.

Lots of pictures this week but you can scroll down to the Challenge if you prefer.

We’ve had a great few days by the sea. The sun did shine, the days were warm and we had good company (my cousin and his wife) so, apart from eating ALL the wrong things, it was smashing.  We stayed in a caravan – mobile home.  Three bedrooms and nicely furnished, as only a caravan can be but there were a couple of drawbacks. Firstly, there was nothing but a hawthorn hedge between us and the main road, so sleep tended to be broken. Secondly, I can only assume they knew about our advanced age and expected us all to be incontinent, as all the beds had waterproof mattress covers, which crackled like wrapping paper at every move.  Even the slightest movement was heralded by the crinkle of protesting plastic and, of course, being waterproof, it was exceedingly warm too, so we either parboiled or slept with the windows wide open to let in the spiders and the noise of the boy racers pretending their Vespas were really Harley Davisons! Joy of joys!

The holiday itself was a lot of fun. The four of us get a  good deal of pleasure from each others’ company, partly because we don’t see each other all that often.  We were staying in Dawlish, a very pretty town, and we spent one day wandering by the sea and in the park in the centre of the town. We then had lunch in a very nice little pub The Railway Inn – http://www.therailwayinn.eclipse.co.uk/ Very nice.

On the seafront at Dawlish Warren.
On the seafront at Dawlish Warren.
The park in Dawlish
The park in Dawlish
The black swans in Dawlish Park
The black swans in Dawlish Park

It was an area none of us knew well, so we visited some places new to us. We went on the Dart Valley Steam Railway from Paignton to Dartmouth and had a lovely day.

The engine
The engine
In Paignton
In Paignton

It was noticeable how many people of the silver haired, crinkly variety there were, most of them clearly reliving fond memories of steam travel from their youth. (I exclude our party from this group, naturally.) Stewart and I had been to Dartmouth several times before and it’s an extremely attractive town, with some very old buildings and some less old but still attractive.

Dartmouth.
Dartmouth.
Dartmouth 2
Dartmouth 2

And, as we crossed the harbour back from Dartmouth to Kingswear to get the train back, the guy on the ferry pointed out a little sailing boat to us, about forty foot long,  and it was the one Chay Blyth sailed solo round the world in all those years ago. Just as historical as the old buildings and the Naval College in its own way.

The boat that Chay Blyth crossed the Atlantic in.
The boat that Chay Blyth circumnavigated the globe in.

There’s a little house near where we were staying, built in the 18th century, called A La Ronde and it’s a fascinating little place. ( http://www.nationaltrust.org.uk/a-la-ronde/ ) We spent a morning there and there were very few other visitors, so we had the place virtually to ourselves. The house is quaint and quirky, in a glorious setting and there’s a cafe with splendid chocolate cake. Who could ask for more?

The entire sixteen sided building.
The entire sixteen sided building.
Decorated by the Parminter sisters a couple of hundred years ago.
Decorated by the Parminter sisters a couple of hundred years ago.
Looking into the Dining Room.
Looking into the Dining Room.
Looking up at the Shell Gallery.
Looking up at the Shell Gallery.
Yes the windows really are this shape.
Yes the windows really are this shape.

We also went to Sidmouth and had a walk in Connaught Park, where Janet and I spotted two dishy male models, who pointed out the places of interest and then strolled with us down to the seafront. (Being our husbands, they then took us home and allowed us to cook an evening meal for them too!)

Posing for a mail order catalogue?
Posing for a mail order catalogue?

But, and this is a BIG but. (Not a big butt, you understand…) The WiFi signal at the caravan was amazingly weak. So I missed the Diva Challenge for this week. Shock, horror, devastation.  The first time I managed to get a signal on my tablet was in a very nice pub in Budleigh Salterton, The Salterton Arms, I think, where we were eating luscious fresh crab sandwiches and drinking local cider. The perfect combination and the perfect lunch. However, the pattern is Ing and I had great fun try Ing it out over a couple of even Ings. I’m lik Ing Ing but don’t feel I’ve got to grips with it yet. The pattern itself is very rewarding but incorporating other patterns hasn’t worked for me yet.

The shape is ok but the shading isn't working. Or I chose the wrong background pattern, not sure which.
The shape is ok but the shading isn’t working. Or I chose the wrong background pattern, not sure which.

 

Think I might have another go at this. I’ve had time to look at the Diva’s site and there are some absolutely brilliant uses of this pattern. Hoping to gain some inspiration…

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7 thoughts on “Catching up.

  1. Like your tile. Enjoyed reading about your vacation. It sounds like you had a delightful time. Did the house feel/look odd shaped while on the inside?

  2. I really enjoyed your Post. You wrote a wonderful account of your vacation, and your photos were very interesting. Your ING Tile turned out great. Nothing lacking there. I loved your design and the support patterns you used. Well done

  3. Seriously, you should consider joining me as a travel blogger—-in your free time 😉 I enjoyed reading about your holiday. I completely understand what you wrote about how ING is a nice tangle, but is difficult to incorporate into a cohesive whole—at least that’s what I thought too. Mine is just kind of floating off by itself.

  4. Reading your musings about your holiday is enough to bring about feelings of wanderlust! I miss my childhood vacations now, as quite a number of them were spent visiting family friends in the UK.

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