Today, the 21st March, is the vernal equinox and how lovely to awaken to sunshine this morning.
I love early morning when the world is fresh and I can wander around the house with my cup of coffee, not necessarily doing anything, just thinking about the day ahead.
Below is a corner of our sitting room with the sunshine pouring in from the large bay window.
After all the snow which, thankfully, has now melted (although I admit I did love seeing our garden as a winter wonderland) and things are back to normal again, we decided we’d have a walk along the sea front in Torquay. So, after breakfast (just porridge today for both of us) we drove into Torquay, parked the car, and walked to the harbour.
I was fascinated by this tub of a boat with a ‘matching’ smaller one next to it, as if it was mother and daughter, or father and son!
The netted structure on the right hand side in the photo above is the covering over Living Coasts, the sea life centre.
All the above photos are of the inner harbour. The outer harbour now has the Torquay Marina.
We walked all around the harbour (this is possible as there is a bridge across the entrance to the inner harbour) and then back to our car via what are known to locals as the Rock Walk, although the formal name is the Royal Terrace Gardens. Here, among lots of plants which will tolerate the sea air, are two magnolia trees and they are just coming into bloom.
We decided we’d go and have coffee at a favourite café on Babbacombe Downs but when we got close to it there wasn’t anywhere to park, and so we decided to drive back to our favourite hotel on our own sea front and have lunch.
The dining room at the Palace Hotel, Paignton
The conservatory was filled with diners (it’s a large conservatory, too) and so we were offered a table in the dining room (above) which is usually only used for dinner in the evening. A few other people were also having lunch so we weren’t in isolated splendour.
I immediately noticed the new chairs. There is a dark blue carpet and this has a pattern of grey ‘stars’ and paler blue ‘dots’, and the chairs go beautifully with this carpet although blue isn’t a traditional colour for a dining room. The new chairs are certainly an improvement on the old, rather dull, chairs (below.)
Here, above, are the old-style chairs, which were smart but a little dull
Instead of sharing a beef club sandwich today, I decided to have chicken liver pate with crostini and a cup of coffee, while husband had his usual beef club sandwich and half a pint of lager & lime.
The pate was very nice, served in a miniature Kilner-style jar, but I needed to request more crostini as three small pieces were insufficient with which to eat a jar filled with pate.
We then went home and I found that two new books had arrived …
I love this series by Jacqueline Winspear, and if you’ve not read the Maisie Dobbs books, I do recommend them. There are now at least 14 in the series, sufficient to keep you happy for a while. But whatever you do, read them in chronological order, starting with Maisie Dobbs, as the story develops from the First World War to the 1940s. The covers of these books are a treat in themselves; here are four of them …
The other book which arrived is …
I read about this book in the Review section of the Saturday issue of The Daily Telegraph. It is the story of a diplomat’s wife, a great list-maker, between 1939 and 1957 (when she died, only 42 – although looking at the photographs of her in this book, of which there are few, she looks much older. But then, people did have a tendency to look older then, didn’t they? Perhaps because of the age in which they lived, perhaps because of the clothes and hairstyles.)
And finally … the tulips failed to impress this week; they keeled over and flopped about, and so I cut them down and made a posy of them.
Whatever you are doing, wherever you are, I hope you are having or have had a lovely first day of spring (well, it’s the first day of spring in our northern hemisphere.)
Until next time.