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Tuesday, 11 July 2017

A mini Backpack, Boots and Bus Pass trip


I know some of you like to hear about my outings so perhaps you would like to join me on a recent mini Backpack, Boots and Bus pass trip?

I haven't been on a real BBB Trip for more than 2 years - my how time flies - and truth to tell this wasn't actually a proper BBB trip anyway as I didn't take a backpack as I was only going for the day and I wore shoes not boots and I drove part of the way.

I was home alone as Mr M was away for a couple of days.  I love him dearly but oh how wonderful it is to spend time at home by myself for a change!  Before he retired his job required him to go off here, there or wherever, sometimes for weeks at a time, and I got used to being on my own, or with just the Wanderer for company, and I loved it though of course it was always good to see him home safely again.


So having only myself to please I decided to have a day out on my own on Monday and thought that a day at the seaside would be good.  I drove to Poundbury where the parking is free, the route goes along a high ridge and the views on both sides are stunning although of course when driving it is as well not to spend too much time admiring them!  The roadsides were beautiful with tall pink spires of rosebay willowherb and pale grasses softly swaying in the breeze and I felt at peace with the world as I made my way to Poundbury where I left the car and with my bus pass at the ready got the bus to Weymouth a journey of about half an hour again through lovely Dorset countryside although as I got chatting to a couple of other passengers in the seat behind I didn't actually pay too much attention to it on the outward journey.  We said goodbye to each other as we left the bus and I made my way along the esplanade towards the harbour.  The donkeys were there on the soft white sand but as the schools don't break up for the holidays till the 21st July there were few customers and they were enjoying pulling at their hay net when I saw them.


Just look at all that space!  It will be a different story soon when on a day like Monday the beach will be full of holidaymakers!  The sand was clean, pristine and almost white as though all had been made ready for the influx of holiday makers due in a week or so.


I made my way towards the harbour - this little boat will carry you across the harbour for £1 if you don't want to walk along to the Town Bridge and back along the other side.
 

Here is another boat coming from the other side. I didn't avail myself of the ride though and walked round to the area you can see in the above photo.


Now on the other side and looking across the harbour to where I had come from.


I continued my walk along this side and wondered what the boat I saw in harbour and flying the Union Jack was and since learned that its is apparently HMS Severn named after the River Severn and one of several ships named HMS Severn the first being launched in 1695.  This current one is a patrol vessel.


I continued along this side where it becomes less built up and as you can see greener.

 

Until I reached what is called the Nothe and this wall is part of the fort built here over a hundred years ago.  Click here for more info on the Fort and an aerial photo from which you will see my route along both sides of the harbour and round the wall on to a tiny pebble beach and some rocks.


 The tide was not in at this time, although from the seaweed on the rocks it would obviously come further in in due course, and so I made my way over some of the rocks round to the right to where I could see Portland across the water a nd then came back closer to the little beach, as I didn't want to get trapped if/when the tide came in, and found a warm flat rock against the wall on which I could sit and eat my lunch.


It was so incredibly peaceful I had the area to myself apart from the many swallows which swooped and shrieked as they flew in seach of their lunch too.  I think they had nests in the upper part of the wall but  they are so fast I couldn't actually see for sure.


Sat here on the dry blocks with my back against the warm stones  of the old wall and felt that all was well in the world - even if only for a while!


Having sat peacefully and mindfully breathing in the quiet, just the sound of the water gently slapping round the rocks along with the swallows high pitched cries, and truly being in the moment whilst eating my sandwich lunch and enjoying the view for a while I decided to make my way back into town so retraced my steps back round the harbour and along the esplanade to the bus stop.


One of the hotels on my way back to the town and the bus stop - lovely flowers and a sign saying No Vacancies so obviously fully booked for the moment - it certainly did look nice.


The donkeys on the beach now had a little gazebo to provide shade but still no customers!


A few more people now that it was afternoon but still not many.  I loved the way the pale sand gradually changed to a darker shade where it was damp and the water was a pale blue gradually becoming darker turquoise and finally indigo as it reached the horizon.   Amazing and an inspiration for a textile weaving/knitting/fabric or something perhaps.

I crossed the road and the bus was in and ready to leave to take me to Dorchester where I got off to do a few errands prior to continuing on to Poundbury and the garden centre there where I had a cup of tea in the excellent cafe and got some bird food in the garden shop for the wild birds we feed each morning.  Then home getting in about 4.00 after having had a lovely relaxing day all to myself doing just as I pleased!

Next Monday I will once again be in Dorchester though not for such a pleasant outing as I am due to have an injection in my eye since the second pterygium I had removed is recurring and it is hoped the injection might prevent the cells continuing to grow.  I haven't asked what happens if it doesn't work!!

Sunday, 18 June 2017

IMAGINE



Just when we are all still reeling from the recent events which have taken place both in Manchester and London another tragedy is played out in our capital with the horrific fire at Grenfell Tower (the Wanderer lives in a tower block in London but happily on the seventh floor and in a more recently built building which has hopefully complied with all the regulations).  Can you begin to imagine what it might have been like to have been woken in middle of the night to find your home and all those around you on fire like this?  Those who survived may have lost everything - family, home and all they possessed and many have only the clothes they were wearing.  It really doesn't bear thinking about does it?  Add to this the anger and vitriol which is currently filling our media, the protests, accusations and blame which is bandied about and it seems hard to see how life as we knew it can go on.  But go on it must and Phoenix like out of the flames has come a real sense of community, of charity and sharing where religion, creed, colour and race are of no importance - we are all humans and thus all part of the same family.  My heart goes out to all those affected including the firemen and women and other emergency services who though well trained had probably never experienced anything quite like this.  I feel helpless as all I can do is to donate to the Red Cross when I feel I should be able to do something more.

Like Bug Woman who on her blog posted about going for a walk and finding solace in the plants she saw lest she should become tattered and worn thin by the terrible event I too find comfort amid Nature and have this morning been out in the garden - an accidental one if ever there was one (see Bug Woman's post) - noticing the way the roses are the same colour as the foxgloves which are taller than I am and self seeded, how Nature creates colour schemes that look wonderful, the bees are busy in the lavender and the bumper crop of strawberries which survived a vicious hailstorm a few weeks back and are looking and tasting good.  I pray that a community will rise Phoenixlike from the ashes of the fire and that nothing like it will ever happen again here or anywhere else.

ANOTHER DOGGY STORY

 This morning when reading the news on the internet I came across the above image showing dogs in little heat proof boots! Apparently specially trained fire dogs are helping to search the remains of the building and need their paws protected against heat and broken glass etc. I gather no fire dog has ever been injured in their work.  Man's best friend or what?!


Thursday, 8 June 2017

Fed up with it all?

If like me you have had enough of politics, terrorists, death and destruction, climate change and the Paris Agreement and all the rest of the daily news we get take a look at this just click on the title:



I had been intending to write a post about Time but when I saw this I thought how lovely it was especially just now when there is so much depressing news every day.  I wish we were all more like Gavel, friendly, welcoming and "enjoyed meeting strangers".   He's not silly is he?

I am shocked to discover it has been nearly 6 months since my last post - I am still here and do still lurk around occasionally reading a few blogs and I might actually get around to posting that post that is in my mind about Time and the passing of it eventually.