Monday, 30 October 2017

Whoooo!

Our friends' band was playing at a street market event on Sunday and we went along as rent-a -crowd. The forecast had been for very cold weather but at first the sun shone and kept us warm. The market was set among the former farm buildings of a medieval farmhouse. The church bells gave some stiff competition to the band that preceded ours!

There was a halloween flavour to the event
with lots of unhealthy-looking food to tempt the children.
Chocolate skull, anyone?

The children were suitably dressed.
Count Dracula?
A hungry elf tucking into a pie.
This little devil
had a wonderful time


dancing to the band.






When the sun went in we felt chilled to the bone!

Sunday, 15 October 2017

Eagles Palace

Earlier in the month we spent our autumn break at a hotel we've visited several times in both spring and autumn, a good place to soak up the sun and do little else. I live in a damp, cool country and crave warmth and sunshine. What did we get? Two days of heavy cloud to start with. We sat in our dressing gowns on the beach with the towels over our legs - the British at play, eh! I swam. (Himself did not.) After the swim it was good to visit the spa, sit in the sauna, lie on the hot stones and purr.
The new spa area overlooks the gym. Oh, go on then, it's no good just looking at the equipment and feeling guilty. Pascalis, the gym teacher, taught me a few (punishing) exercises.
On day three there was not a cloud in the sky.
Phew, what a relief. 
Down to the beach


to take up a prone position
for the rest of the week!






Yoga Class
The yoga class meet on the beach at daybreak.
Four women, ranged from thin to fat,
each in position on their mat.
(I'm placed in the middle and grateful for that.)
I study them quietly as I sit on the floor,
can give them twenty years at least
and possibly far more.
The tutor's body I've studied before
on Greek amphora where he runs or sits,
broad of shoulder and slim of hip.
Pascalis, balanced on one foot
can surely hardly bear to look
at we poor women, thin to fat,
each struggling gamely on our mat.




In previous years the staff had been unchanging and we knew them well, but after several years away everything was different. No room with a balcony to catch the evening sun on this trip. In the mornings when the sun shone in we were down on the beach. Our view gave a glimpse of the old tower in the town
and the brand new hotel bungalows ranged up the hillside.
But the food was as good as ever.
Yes, TWO croissants!
It's a nice place to be.



Monday, 25 September 2017

Visible Monday: raincoat and wellies.

I don't know what happened to summer, but autumn is definitely here now. It's a soggy, misty day with a light drizzle of rain that quickly gets you wet - time to put on a raincoat and wellies. Himself, who is a bit of an optimist, had been pointing up one of the garden walls and I came outside to help him throw a sheet over his handiwork to stop it being spoilt by the weather. Am I going to be spending the next six months or so decked out in waterproofs? Probably!
I've had this purple mac since forever, it doesn't hold off serious weather but the colour cheers me up very effectively. The Hunter wellies were new last year. They are covered in botanical prints and they are another spirit lifter. I've hitched up the skirt of my dress so that you can see a bit more of the wellies - but you're not getting a look at my wobbly knees!
Joining Patti who hosts Visible Monday.

Tuesday, 5 September 2017

Tuesday Intros: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society


In the summer we took a short break to the island of Guernsey. I first read this book a few years ago and had forgotten about it until I saw it on display in the Guernsey Information  Office. Now I've read it again and wish I had done so before the holiday as, by chance, we were staying in the area of St Martin in which the book is set.

The St Martin coast.
The book is set just after the Second World War. Guernsey had been the only part of Britain to be captured and occupied by Germany and the story is told by means of an exchange of letters. 
Here is the opening page.
For all that the book is about the cruelties of occupation it is a very gentle book full of likeable characters and I found it a 'feel good' read. While on the island we were told that a film of the book is being made.
Linking up with Barbara who is the hostess of Tuesday Intros.