Monday summer /autumn/summer/autumn

Amazing weather here. This morning it was bright sunshine and rather hot on my walk up the hill to the library.
Rather a pathetic walk, I may add, as my ankle is really in a bad way today. I blame this on standing and ironing for about 2 hours. Housework is SO bad for you.

At lunchtime I had to do a mad dash (on my terrible ankle, while The Hubby was calmly reading his Linux magazine) to get the washing in from the rain and wind and cold that suddenly appeared. Then ran around the house closing the windows I had opened to let the sun and fresh air in earlier. OK, only 2 windows upstairs seeing as there are actually only 3 rooms upstairs and the study is like a cave, the Hubby never opens the window.
After this flurry of activity, the sun came out again. The weather here is quite mad.

At the library there was a mad pom person. As I was waiting to check in my books (they are moving to a new system and the awfully clever self check in is not operational) this guy came up and asked the librarian for a tissue. Off she went to get keys for the toilet or god knows what, obviously tissues are not kept handy for such an emergency, I couldn't stand this person with a dripping nose standing next to me any longer , so I gave him a tissue from my wee tissue packet (in my bag, there is always a tissue packet , waterless hand wash and breath spray, gum, toothpicks and Rennies)
Instead of being grateful, he said "Are these made from recycled paper? They are not very good"
I told him they were better than nothing, but his expression indicated that they were not. The librarian came back with toilet paper, which he seemed to prefer.
Then he says to the poor librarian "Can I have a glass of water?"
Lordy! Flaming cheek.
All this , however , deflected from the fact that my books were a day late.
All in all, quite good then.
Oh what an exciting life I do lead!

Hectic

Hectic is not a word here in Pom Land. Or so we are told by Dr Lauren.
'Hectic' must be replaced by  'Proper off the hook'
I think not.

Now, I have already replaced much of my vocab.

This is 'rubbish'
Instead of  This is 'kak'

I am 'well impressed'
Rather than I am 'kak impressed'

It is an 'awfully long way'
Not a 'kak long way'

Actually, perhaps my vocab is increasing....there are obviously many words more descriptive than 'kak'
I accept this.

The 'hectic' replacement, however, may be a step too far.

Vok!

Rick Stein

Rick Stein has an amazing presence in Padstow, with his Seafood Restaurant, his cafe, deli, patisserie, shop, fish and chips...it's fabulous.
The food is out of this world, the staff is wonderful, decor, ambiance, wines...
All perfect.


Saffas, stop reading here.

Signs Cornish Style

This is at the Eden Project!

St Ives...beware those seagulls....

Yup!

This is at Rock, I was dying to wave the flag to summon the ferry.

There's always one, isn't there?

Brmm Brmm

Wonderful being on holiday in Cornwall with The Hubby, but before I say a word about that...I drove! For the first time since I arrived here. I was a bit nervous at the thought of it after all this time, The Hubby saying "it's just like riding a bike" did not help, seeing as I was the one that fell off the bike (twice) in Amsterdam.
But no...I turned on the engine, did a KAK impressive reverse out of a narrow parking in an alley, and I was off!
No problem at all. I had almost forgotten what an exceptionally good driver I was (am)

Especially seeing as this is an average road in Cornwall. I was like a rally driver let me tell you!
This is not a one way either. It is quite hair raising.

No sooner was I behind the wheel than The Hubby turned into a back seat driver. In fact, it was worse, as we had the sat nav, but he had to say what to do BEFORE  Sat Nav Bitch  said it, and then repeat it afterwards.
He went a tad pale on the double roundabout, oh..and when the bus approached...but we survived.

I made The Hubby stand in this road in St Ives for scale.There is a shit load of reversing that goes on in these wee towns! We park and walk. We have walked a million miles since we got here. Uphill.

Tricky driving in the UK. I have no concept of what a mile is. Sat Nav Bitch does not help by saying things like "In 1200 feet, turn left" or " In 0.3 miles take the third exit."
The speedometer too, is a problem. I have no idea how fast I am going. All I know is 30 in town, 70 on the motorway.  20 near a school.
Whatever that is in k's.

Tea Time

 Aren't these cakes lovely?
Totally wasted on me, I don't like cakes.
I like to look at them, but actually eating them is always a big disappointment.

Give me a can of Original Pringles every time.

These cakes are in a coffee shop in Soho.
So inbetween the Rampant Rabbits and Live Sex Shows, we had a civilised cup of tea and a cake.

I just had the tea....

FRIEND

Yes, indeed!
I have a friend. Is very exciting, after all this time.
Who knew that Broken Ankle man's wife would be so lovely?
And that the BBQ would be just fine?
Amazing stuff indeed!

Rather overindulged on the wine due to the novelty of communicating with
 people that I was not related to/ sleeping with.
The weather is glorious, 23 C, we are going to Cornwall on Saturday, all in good here in London...oh, did I mention I have a new friend??