Feeling at home – a bit

Our second weekend at Roseland Parc, and time to look around the area a bit.

Saturday morning we jumped in the car and took a trip down the little lanes of Cornwall in search of a nearby beach. I had forgotten just how narrow the lanes are at times. Our aim was the closest beach called ‘Portloe’ that is just a handful of miles from us.

Well, we found it, but by the time we arrived in the little fishing village, my stress levels of narrow lanes and meeting cars left me less than interested in stopping. We didn’t find anywhere to park so we drove through and carried on down the narrow pathways that were advertised as roads. I didn’t see anything that resembled a true beach, as the village is more for the small fishing boats.

After a further few miles of getting up close and personal with the hedges and oncoming car drivers, we came to another beach that looked far more promising. There were several people on surfboards plus quite a stretch of what looked like sand.

Once again there was nowhere obvious to park.

We decided to give up on the idea and continued between the hedges and back towards roads where my proximity warning alarms weren’t continually beeping.

It was only about an hour’s drive, but we decided to ignore this area for a week or two until the holidaymakers have taken their surfboards back home.

After lunch we both went for a swim, and I extended my distance a little as I gave my legs and arms a short burst of activity. That was enough for the day, and I felt we had earnt an evening bottle of wine while we watched the television.

On Sunday morning we drove (wide roads this time) to St Austell and B&Q. It was time to buy a second new toilet seat. When the local handyman/plumber was repairing a leaking sink waste, he sat too heavily on our toilet seat and broke it. The seat was an obviously rather cheap one, and the handyman is rather large gentleman.

We also bought some plants for the area outside the front door to make it feel a little more homely.

With the toilet seat fitted, I turned my attention to the cricket. As I looked text messages showing the score every few minutes I accepted that we were going to lose the match. There was just one wicket left before England lost the third test, and the ashes, so I turned to the boring dross on the television instead. Just before it was time to eat, I took a look at the cricket score again and was amazed to see that we were within 9 runs of winning.

I listened to the final few balls of the match and whooped in delight as Ben Stokes somehow managed to scratch the winning runs from what was a almost certain defeat.

Well done young man!

Now can the rest of the England team please take note of how to avoid getting out so easily.

Monday morning we drove the other way past Truro and down to Falmouth. It seemed rather quiet on the roads for a Bank Holiday. Falmouth was a little busier but not too bad. We went into the National Maritime Museum that is a favourite of ours. We now have entrance for the next 12 months to come back. We stayed long enough to get coffee and a look around the new Titanic exhibition but then turned our attention to shopping for more bits for the home.

Today it was a roller blind for the kitchen window, plus some white paint for the window sill. That will keep me busy tomorrow.

The drive home was not so quiet with the roads were now packed with tourists making the most of their last day in Cornwall before rushing home for work tomorrow morning.

The afternoon in Roseland Parc was a quiet one, and I fell asleep on the balcony in the sunshine.

We have been invited to a gettogether at one of our neighbours at 5:00, and I am looking forward to seeing some new faces.

3 thoughts on “Feeling at home – a bit”

  1. Mr. George Williams and Mrs. Deb Williams;
    Thank you so much for your blogs and books. Mr. Williams, I have purchased and read all of your books on Kindle and have read, over the past year or so, all of the blogs posted, even from your previous blog site.
    Just earlier last week I spent some time “catching up” with your “lives” in this past year/ 2019 (I took a brief sabbatical from your blogs I think around the end of 2018 to read the whole Derek Tangye Minack Chronicles which Mr. Williams discussed in his blog, starting with “A Gull on the Roof” all the way through to “The Evening Gull.” I am working up the courage to continue through “The Confusion Room” now.)
    It seems serendipitous that as I read through this series of delightful books, you both were actually making plans to live in/return to Cornwall!! I can’t help but ask if you reside anywhere close to “Minack”?
    For several years, I have dreamed (as is probably quite common to many sea faring travelers who truly enjoy “the voyage”) about circumnavigating the globe by ship, just as you both have done twice! Imagine my delight when I found your blogs and books which describe “blow by blow” the ins and outs of such a journey.
    In closing, I hope that you both have settled in “a bit more” in your new residence in Cornwall. I look forward to the release of your new book and further blog posts.
    Thanks again for sharing, in such a delightful way, a small window into your lives and your (many!) cruise experiences.
    Kind Regards,
    Rebekah Tourian
    Florida, USA

    1. Hi Rebekah. George will reply properly to you in the next day or so, but I just wanted to say a huge “thank you” for your lovely comment.
      We’ve been living here for three weeks now, and it’s starting to feel like our home, rather than some weird self-catering holiday! We’ve even started decorating!
      We’re about 25-30 miles from Minack – we were a lot closer when we lived here before. But once the summer visitors have gone, we’ll start exploring a bit. We’re about four miles from the nearest beach, so there will be plenty of opportunities for walking!
      And we have another cruise booked for October, so watch this space….!
      Kind regards
      Deb

    2. Thanks Rebekah for letting me know your thoughts. I feel quite humble. Over the last few years, my blogs have covered a wide range of my thoughts and views as well as being a sort of biography. I have enjoyed creating them, and believe they are my contribution to social history.
      I passionately believe everyone should write a book chronicling their life. Only in the last hundred or so years have the masses had the ability to read and write – sad isn’t it – and this means that history has depended on church records, and limited political reports, to describe life for the common people.

      This is not meant to be a rude comment, just a way of describing the majority of the nations’ populations.

      Now, history can be written based on the thoughts of these people, and no longer the views of historians using scraps of information to suggest a way of life over the centuries.

      Anyway, back to your comment. Yes we are living quite near to where the Minack cottage was. I doubt it is more than a pile of stones now, but still creates magic in the minds of those who read the books. I have never been there, probably because I never discovered the books until we left the county back in the late 1980s.

      We are settling in well in our new home and I have finally got time again to return to my writing. The new book – From the Furnace to the Freezer – has gone into edit mode, which will take me at least a month. When I am satisfied that it is suitable for publishing, I will set it loose on Kindle.
      There is a new idea this time. I will be releasing it in two forms. One simply text, as you have seen, but another with pictures of our adventure.

      Sadly I know the picture version will be more expensive, hence the original presentation will be available as well.

      I also hope to have another biographical book out in the next twelve months, and possibly an attempt at fiction as well.

      Finally to your thoughts of a circumnavigation. I would never tell anyone what to do, but I can only express (again) my personal thoughts. After meeting my wife, and after the arrival of our children, I have to say that cruising and more especially the world cruises, have left me with the greatest feelings of excitement, and contentment, of anything I have done.
      We still watch the DVDs of that first world cruise, and I quietly still shed the odd silent tear at their memories.
      From the US you will have far more choice of ships than we have in Europe that sail around the globe.

      Our long adventures have come to an end now, but we will still cruise as often as we can.
      Whatever you decide to do, enjoy what the world has to offer while you can, and once again thanks for your comment.

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