Category: Home and Away

#1436 theoldmortuary ponders.

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And we are off, taking the blog and the dog to Brittany on the ferry. Coincidentally, the Bobbers were having a bob as we left the port. They are under the red arrow waving.

Lola has taken to seafaring like a pro and is nestled down, deep in her bunk.

Another friend saw us leave from afar.

Funny that this busy port is a stones throw from the front of our house and yet all we look out on is trees and a tranquil school sports field. On a really high tide we can see the top floors of the ferries. Sometimes we feel the power of the engines through the foundations of the house and we hear the tannoy messages if the wind is in the right direction.

I love transport hubs so it was fascinating to see why and what causes the clunks and bangs we hear.

I also have a fascination with the rust that builds up on ports and harbours where the sea meets the structures.

Just imagine this beautiful rust is just 200 yards or so from our house and I have never seen it before.

Bon Voyage.

#1167 theoldmortuary ponders.

On By theoldmortuary.designIn Holidays, Home and Away, Serendipity1 Comment

Here we are in an Airbnb in one of our favourite towns. Penzance in Cornwall. Part pleasure, part work, this trip is a brightener for January. As I washed up this morning I realised the universality of the Airbnb experience.

We have Airbnb’d around the world and the international common denominator is often furnishings and homewares from IKEA interspersed by local crafted items.

I realise for many people, this is a terrible travesty of consumerism, but I realised this morning that I find it to be comforting. Holding a hot drink in a familiar-looking mug makes me feel at home wherever I am. Just as I felt at home immediately in Soule and Marrakech with an IKEA mug in hand after a long journey into the heart of significantly different cities.

Local Art.

#1055 theoldmortuary ponders

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Storm in Arcadia 2 weeks ago.

The rain has set in, in Stonehouse, not as beautifully as it did in Arcadia . In truth we may have returned to the days of greige.

Full colour image! Stonehouse

I had promised myself to the ironing board when the weather turned. Somehow it feels like I am ironing myself into autumn. Lightweight clothes are ironed and put away, more firmly than before. If there is such a thing as a summer table cloth then that is ironed and may not see the light of day until 2024. I’ve always turned ironing into a learning experience, documentaries or podcasts. Today I ironed in the company of an Octopus called Scarlet, courtesy of the National Geographic Channel. Several levels of improvement from the mostly black and white magazine that popped through the postbox of my childhood home. What luxury to be able to absorb other worlds whilst ironing. I am so intrigued by the Octopus programme, I almost want more ironing, but I also know that an Octopus life has drawbacks, so I am happy that my pile is done with just as Scarlet meets her beau. He touches her with his ‘special’ breeding arm just as the last shirt is ironed. I am released from the responsibility of knowing that she will die as soon as she gives birth and that her babies will feast on her carcass as their first meal. For two reasons I am glad the ironing is over. I am also glad to not be an octopus. I am a loving mother but I know my limits.