I am not sure if it’s the effect of this week’s full moon, the mid-summer equinox or the fact that I am still as happy as Larry to be away from work and on my holiday but for some reason I ended up on a boat this morning!!!
That may not seem like anything wondrous to anyone other than me but to me it’s big news. I hate boats with a passion…..well I suppose it’s not really the boats it’s the movement. For a poor soul who has been travelsick since a baby, I find boats are a step too far in the direction of the Tesco carrier bag if you get my drift!!!
Whatever possessed me to be leading the charge to be relieved of a fiver and step onto one of the bloody things for forty-five minutes is now and will remain so, quite beyond me. Anyway, lead the charge I did, with gusto. So, DM, Mark, myself and a strange couple with a baby ended up aboard ‘girlfriend’ for a trip around Looe Island. A small island off the coast of Looe, with a strange history of being bought by a pair of sisters in the 1960s for the now laughable sum of £22,000. They lived there for the rest of their lives, spurning all advances from property developers and other interested parties and the last remaining sister bequeathed it in her will to a bird charity for £1 when she died a few years ago. May their total disinterest in money be a lesson to us all. They loved it so much they wanted it to remain as they left it – what marvellous old ladies.
In fairness to the boat, I did actually quite enjoy it and only went really green as we were coming back into the harbour with a few big waves broadsiding us!
We’ve been from Looe to Polperro and lunched in the Blue Peter (having had pbase folks (Ian Stickland) claim its superiority over the Three Pilchards when I commented on that pub recently). I must say, I still prefer the Three Pilchards though the comparison between the Three Pilchards in the winter and the Blue Peter in the peak of the summer season is probably unfair.
Home to bed for an afternoon nap with my beau and I’m left feeling extremely amative ……….now make of that what you will.
Last year I was reaping the rewards of my labour and two years ago, still enjoying life in the gorgeous Cheswardine, we were rocking!
