arriving in Axminster, we had walk around the streets
before walking to River Cottage Deli & Cafe
then on to Lyme Regis and as we drove into the seaside village and I spotted the distant ocean. The childhood ditty.. 'I can see the sea!' - sprang to mind.
then a walk around the quaint village of Lyme Regis..
this was my favourite shop..and I couldn't buy a thing in there.. it was all for the garden and mostly made from twigs, driftwood or other natural things.. Australian quarantine being as it is..
the streets are as usual.. all winding up and downhill, back onto themselves and very narrow. and a seaside town with all the usual gift shops, vintage shops and gourmet food shops. shops selling icecreams and fish and chips. lovely to walk around. the rain came, and went and came back again.
then we came to the ocean. it took my breath away. beautiful and so different to ours at home. this was almost soulful.. without the heat and bright sun of Australia, it takes on such a melancholy air, especially with seagulls hovering over and crying their song..
then a walk on the beach..
and Joe found me a heart shaped stone...
the rain stayed away long enough for us to enjoy lunch beside the sea. No, not on the beach
and Joe ate his fish and chips & I enjoyed a roast pork and apple roll..
then it started to rain. again. so we headed home after a cup of tea and another scone.. I am beginning to wonder how the heart health is here in England.. if everyone eats the clotted cream all the time, surely it is not good for the heart.. I ignore this thought, as I put lashings of the stuff on top of my scone.
and off back to our cottage.. and now.. it is raining again, still.. and the wind is howling... and people ask me why I came at this time of year... because I wanted a cold Christmas..