Outings and thoughts

Thank you for all your comments on my previous post regarding WiFi.  It was good to read that I am not alone in my opinions regarding technology but also good to have the other side of the argument raised too.  I came across this interesting article recently and also this one which is the other side of the coin - I think you will be able to guess which type of school I would choose!

I'm thinking of buying shares in National Rail as we are using the train so often lately!

Last week we had another day out and this time we took a train to Honiton where we spent a couple of hours wandering round and visiting the little Museum which is the tiny building bottom right in the photo above.

Honiton is famous for its lace - the art of lace making was introduced to Honiton by Flemmish refugees in the early 1500s.  In the early stages of its production it was made by first working individual motifs which would then be incorporated into a background (sounds a bit like Irish crochet to me)   The pieces I saw were very intricate and when I consider the difficulty I had with a tiny scrap I made as part of my City and Guilds Creative Textile course I am in awe of anyone who could do this fine detailed work especially when one thinks that it would have been worked with very little daylight (tiny windowed cottages) or by candle-light.

We had a coffee in the Lacemakers cafe before catching a bus to Sidmouth - a beautiful ride with stunning scenery all seen from the top deck as before! 

I had visited Sidmouth last year when on my BBB II but had only spent a couple of hours here so this time we had time for a better look.

I like Sidmouth it is a genteel kind of town and maybe because the beach isn't fine golden sand it doesn't attract the hoardes like Weymouth with its long sandy beach, Punch and Judy shows and shops all selling candy floss and plastic flip flops, although in fact those were available in the town should anyone want them and of course the schools hadn't yet broken up so maybe it will be different this week now that they have.

We had fish and chips for lunch in the town and then walked up to the Connaught Gardens where we wandered round enjoying the views.

There seem to be a lot of wildflower meadow beds everywhere this year and of course lots of poppies.

We had a cup of tea in the cafe in the gardens before wending our way back to the town for the bus back to Honiton and just made it to the station for the train home.  I really felt as if I had been to the seaside as indeed I had of course!

Our outing on Frdiay didn't involve a train though.  A friend had sent me a 2 for 1 voucher and an article from the RHS magazine about East Lambrook Manor Gardens and although we had been some years back when our French friends were staying and none of us had been over impressed with it we thought we'd take another look as we wanted to visit the Field of Dreams anyway which is only a couple of miles away from East Lambrook..  The manor house is a lovely golden hamstone building set in a couple of acres of garden.

 We were, as before, not blown away by the garden although I think this must reflect on our taste perhaps and I hesitate to say that I didn't much care for it as everyone else seems to love it.  The RHS article was written and the photos taken in late spring/early summer and perhaps at that time it was indeed beautiful but I came away with my overall impression being of a garden which needed work done on it.  I am not fond of neat striped lawn type gardens with carefully spaced bedding plants as you probably know and I love the natural look but somehow this garden on Friday seemed to have tipped over into unkempt.  I know there will be many people who have visited and loved it so this is purely a personal point of view and as you will see from my photos there were bits of it that were indeed lovely I think it must be a matter of going at just the right time when things are in bloom and not when they are going/have gone over.  Sorry E. Lambrook - what is it they say "If you can't say something nice don't say anything at all"?!

Not far down the road at South Petherton is the Field of Dreams which opened last weekend and we had already decided to go there as the afternoon was fine and this didn't disappoint - it was as lovely as when I went last time.

We drove home through South Petherton which is a lovely little town with golden Hamstone houses and cottages many of which have beautiful front gardens, roses in profusion round their doors and altogether a lovely place to visit.  We have taken to going there for shopping too since it has a really good greengrocer, baker whose bread we like, butcher and delicatesen and a small Co-op along with many other individual little shops and a cafe.  We do try to avoid shopping in the chains and to support individual shops wherever possible.

I have spent some time this weekend catching up on the neglected chores: housework, washing, ironing and gardening etc though as I always think nobody on their deathbed ever said "I wish I'd done more housework" but they might wish they'd been out more mightn't they?!  Whilst the summer is here I intend to get out and enjoy it and if the chores get left well so what?!

This and That

Yesterday morning saw me at the station once again this time I was off to Guildford from where I'd get the bus to Witley where I go to the dentist.  Yes I know it's mad but I have been going to this particular dentist since before we moved to France and even used to fit appointments in with visits to friends during my time living there.  He will be retiring later this year so I will be forced to find another and will then chose to find one nearer home!  The chap in the ticket office joked that I was at the station more often than he was recently!

 Anyway dental appointment over I got the bus back to Guildford where I met up with a friend for lunch and a good gossip and afterwards we walked in the Castle grounds - I used to take my lunch in here sometimes when I worked in Guildford so it was a trip down Memory Lane for me.

Not my sort of gardening really but it was certainly bright.

We loved this though and everywhere even in the manicured beds there were poppies.

Lots of red white and blue in remembrance of the 100th anniversary of WWI.

I noticed this morning an article on the internet about Wi-Fi on trains.  Apparently the government is to spend £90m (I understand some of this money will be from fines paid by Network Railfor missing key punctuality targets) on an upgrade which "means people can more easily work and keep up with friends while on journeys".  Now as you know I am a bit of a Luddite but is this the best use of funds I wonder - why is it that people cannot survive a train journey without being able to do work which entails use of their computers nor to be out of contact with their colleagues for a few hours.  This all made me think about life in the 21st century and to wonder whether coming generations will lose the ability to make real contact with each other.  Does having 100s of "friends" on Facebook, sending constant text messages back and forth to each other or having their attention permanently on their mobile phone screens  mean that some people are living in a "virtual" rather than a real world?  Is virtual contact taking the place of face to face communication, how can one read the messages that as humans we have learned to pick up on when actually with people, what could possibly replace the gentle touch of a hand when someone is upset or grieving and nothing beats a real Hug of course.  Yes technology is wonderful and we do of course interact with people in these new ways which could not have been imagined such a short time ago but surely it should not be allowed to become such a vital part of our daily lives?  Living in the 21st century is wonderful as we are able to chose which parts of modern life we want to make use of and leave the rest and I don't for one moment think that life years ago was necessarily better than now nor that our parents or grandparents lives couldn't have been improved had they had some of the things we now have but let's keep things in perspective and remember those things which were better and not lose sight of real communication between people, eye contact, touch and so on.  Then maybe instead of all these gizmos on the trains we might take time to enjoy the passing scenery, to think, to take time out for the duration of the journey or even heaven forfend to talk to each other!  Am I mad or do you agree with me here?

Mini Holiday

I love being elderly, retired and in possession of my bus pass and Senior rail card as with a couple of free days in the diary and fine weather forecast last week we were able to take off on a mini holiday and went out for the day a few times.

Day 1 - Wednesday

Our first outing was to Dartington Hall which you may remember I had visited on my bus pass trip a couple of weeks earlier.  I wanted to show it to Mr M and so on Wednesday we set off on the train to Exeter where we caught a connection to Totnes and from there we walked to the Hall along the River Dart footpath as before.  It was so much easier without the backpack I must say!

I had meant to take a photo of the pathways round the courtyard and forgotten last time so now I was able to do so.  I loved the mix of cobblestone, flagstones and pebbles (taken from the River Dart). I had discovered that the path was designed by Beatrix Farrand an American landscape gardener whose first task was to redesign the Courtyard.  The gardens were developed under her direction between 1934 and 1939.

Here is something else I hadn't seen last time - St Mary's church tower which is 13th century with a top added in the 15th century.  The church stood here until 1878 and materials from it were used in the building of the Church of St Mary's elsewhere at the upper drive entrance to the estate.  The tower remained and was used as an American radio communications tower during World War 2.  Now it stands lonely and looking a little odd without the rest of the church  peacefully in its little graveyard basking in the sun (or at least it was when we visited it)  ......

... and just along side is now a Japanese Meditation Garden designed by Philip Booth in 1990.  Quite an appropriate place to site a meditation garden I thought.

I loved these flights of steps and felt a little nearer to heaven with each step I took!

Joseph's Pillow 2005 (a bit on the uncomfortable side I'd say!)  by Peter Randall-Page is a sphere of 12 spirals aligned with and inspired by the Twelve Apostles - the 1840s row of topiaried  Irish yews alongside the Tiltyard which I showed in my post here.

This bridge was also designed by Peter Randall-Page in 2011 and links the access paths between the 12 apostles and the sculpture.

We had lunch in the White Hart where I had eaten during my stay here - this little alcove alongside our table had this beautiful jug of flowers in it - just my kind of floral arrangement!  Dartington Hall was busy with preparations for the upcoming Ways With Words Festival but it still managed to retain its tranquil ambiance away from the courtyard and lawns nearest to the Hall which were having drinks tents, marquees and so on errected.  What fun a weekend being here during this festival would be especially if the weather was good - I am keeping the idea in mind for next year.

After lunch we set off to walk through the grounds to the Shops at Dartington taking a different route to that which I had done a week or so ago.

We passed this statue - Flora - which was the name of Dorothy Elmhirst's mother.  Flora was presented to the Elmhirsts in 1967 by the people of Dartington.  The statue itself dates back to the late 17th century and now marks the site of the Elmhirsts' ashes and is often adorned with flowers as indeed it was when we saw it.

Leaving the gardens we wended our way along the quiet little road with lovely country views to the left ...

... in to the right we could see Dartmoor in the distance.  We had a potter round the shops which are mainly situated around the area which was once used for cider making.

Just along the path past this little stream and a little distance from the rest of the shops is a fascinating shop called Restore which sells items recycled or restored from what might otherwise become landfill ranging from furniture to jewellery and including a rather clever little pendant made using electronic items and wire based on a bit of printed circuit board (now maybe I will have a go at something like that for Mr M has tins filled with coloured wires, resistors and capacitors and old PC boards in the garage I wonder if he'd let me lose with the soldering iron!)  I also wonder if they'd like some of my little packets made from old book pages or brown paper lined with tissue and fastened with a button?!

Having had a cup of tea and a scone back at the shops we set off for home.  The path to the station led through the trees, and I noticed the way the sun caught the pale trunks illuminating them amongst the deeper green of their leaves, where we caught the train back to Exeter and didn't have to wait long there for the train home.  We got back tired but happy after our lovely day out in the fresh air.  We had wondered whether to stay overnight at Dartington but in the end had decided that it would be easier to come home and go out again the following day as that way we wouldn't need to take any luggage with us a decision I was happy with in view of the heat.

Day 2 Thursday

Having had an early start on Wednesday - well early by our standards these days and getting the 8.39 train - we decided to have a leisurely breakfast and to go to Exeter on the 10.39 rather than rush things.  I am after all a fan of Slow Living!  We got off the train and wandered up this little street which runs parallel with the busier road to the town centre.  It was the sort of place you'd write home about had you gone abroad on holiday, filled with little shops and no traffic!  We walked through the town to the bus station where we used our bus passes to get a free ride to Topsham.

At Topsham we made our way through the little streets which, once off the main route through town, were quiet and peaceful with flowers at many of the doorways of the pretty houses we passed.  We were making for the Ferry and X in the photo above marks the spot we were heading for.  Last July we had walked from Exeter to this place and I wrote about it here and we'd enjoyed it so much we wanted to come again.

Getting off the ferry on the other side of the estuary we walked up this little path .....

...... to the Lock Keeper's Cottage where we were planning to have a sandwich lunch again.

The view from the upstairs window was as lovely as ever - we chose to eat inside as it was too hot to sit out in the sunshine at the picnic tables on the grass.

Lunch over we wandered round a bit trying to decide whether to walk the canal path back to Exeter in spite of the heat and the fact that there would be no shelter or to get the ferry back to Topsham and the bus to Exeter where it would be cooler in the shops!  The latter was decided upon.

So we made our way to the jetty to await the ferry once more.

Topsham is a pretty little town and the Dutch influence is apparent in the shape of many of the buildings.  Back in Exeter we wandered round for a while and then had tea in a pretty little cafe near the Cathedral before getting the train home again.

Day 3 - Friday

I had arranged to meet up with a couple of friends on Friday so once again I was at the station Senior Railcard at the ready to purchase a ticket, this time to Salisbury.  Again it wasn't an early start as we were not to meet till 11.15 so I didn't need to leave till the 10.29 train.

My friends and I wandered round away from the town  a little way enjoying the old buildings before turning back to our chosen destination for lunch Greengage Cafe where we spent a long time over a sandwich and a drink catching up on all the news and gossip.

We wandered through the city centre towards the cathedral away from all the noise of a busy city.  Isn't this a pretty bit of garden?  We walked round the cathedral and noticed that there was a crowd of people looking at something through binoculars and telescopes and of course we had to find out what it was that was so interesting.  There is a pair of peregrine falcons nesting on the spire and apparently this year they have managed to succeed in laying eggs in a box which has been placed for just that purpose since last year the eggs just rolled away!  It's amazing what you come across when out for the day isn't it?  Last time I saw these birds was at Symonds Yat many years ago where they were nesting on the cliffs.  Seemingly the Cathedral spire would be just as desirable a nesting place for them since they would be safe from predators and there would be plenty of food (apparently they like pigeons - not so desirable for the pigeons though!) for them and certainly houses in the Close are considered very desirable and incredibly expensive so why not chose the spire for a nest?

This is the Parish Church of St Thomas originally a wooden chapel built in about 1220 and thought to be for the men working on building the Cathedral.  A small stone church dedicated to St Thomas was built after 1226 and that superceded by a rebuilding programme in 1447 and further building in about 1548 resulted in the church as it is today.  The Cathedral serves the Diocese but this church serves the city.  We had a look inside and wished we had longer as there was much of interest including a Doom Painting which was painted probably in the late 1400s but in 1593 was covered in whitewash and a wooden panel of the coat of arms of Elizabeth I was placed over the chancel instead. This wooden panel is still in the church and the painting has been restored over the years and is now considered to be one of the finest in - was it Europe or perhaps just Britain?I forget!  Whichever it was an interesting and scary painting which would have ensure the congregation didn't stray from the right path!

As you can see from the church clock it was now time to set off for the station and our respective trains home.  Another interesting and enjoyable day and it stayed dry and at times sunny for us but oh boy did the rain come down once I was home!


Three days of outings and this weekend has been spent on the neglected chores!  How was your week?