Saturday at Elvira’s
Saturdays in Lockdown got a whole lot better once we could get our favourite coffee fix at The Lord High Admiral provided by the lovely Hutong Crew.
Either before or after good coffee we go for breakfast at Elvira’s.
We’ve developed an unusual socially distance friendship with people we met on the first day in the Hutong queue. We meet for coffee and breakfast.
Breakfast at Elvira’s is immense, normally I go for a bacon buttie. For some unknown reason after four weeks on a super healthy diet I opted for the Farmhouse Breakfast.
As an aside this cafe in normal times is the favoured haunt of Commandos based at Stonehouse Barracks.
The Farmhouse Breakfast is exactly what a commando would deserve after a hard nights soldiering on night exercises
This breakfast was a thing of beauty and despite only doing a Joe Wicks work out I was determined to enjoy every mouthful. It was wonderful .
Elvira’s is very close to the Plymouth side of the Cremyll ferry. A boat ferry has crossed the Hamoaze, a stretch of the River Tamar, here, since the 11th Century.
Whilst waiting for my take away breakfast I discovered a combination of two of my favourite things . Rust and a Ghost Sign.
A ghost sign is a faded sign, often seen on the walls of city buildings.
This one was set into the ground where passenger alight from the Cremyll foot ferry.
There wasn’t an easy way to capture the words in the bright sunlight.
The text reads.
WELCOME to Plymouth, now wipe your feet.
It is a matter of great pride that salmon have come back to the Tamar . A gentlemen was fly fishing on the slipway near where the ferry comes in. He was not a picturesque fisherman but he was standing in a picturesque place. I was anxious that he leave so I could get a nice photograph. I was very happy when his breakfast was delivered and he moved out of shot.
After a couple of long dog walks and no Hutong coffee, I had declined earlier, I was pretty sleepy after all that breakfast. An afternoon of reading turned into something much more relaxing.