Recipe for Relaxation: first buy our sandwich in Waitrose, fix yourself a free cup of coffee from their coffee machine, take to car. Drive to Meadfoot beach, park and gaze out to sea, while eating sandwich and drinking coffee. Result: happiness!
Seriously, it doesn’t take much to keep us happy. This morning I had the third appointment of three this week: Tuesday, manicure; Wednesday, hair; today, podiatrist.
I was all prepared to drive myself there and I had it in mind to have a good browse in the various charity shops close to my podiatrist’s surgery. Then husband said, “I’ll come with you!” I didn’t like to say I wanted to go on my own, I was going to look in the charity shops, so I accepted his offer to drive me there and wait for me.
However … I had some things to take to the Rowcroft charity shop in Babbacombe, the sister shop to the one we usually visit in Wellswood. That would, at least, get me through the door, I thought. Not that he minds me having a look-see, it’s just that he thinks it a pointless exercise.
So we took in the items and I had a very quick look around. I always feel I have missed something when I do this, do you feel like this? That with a few more minutes I might find something really beautiful/useful for a bargain price? Not that I need to add anything to our home, indeed I part with more things than I buy, but it’s just the thought that something lovely might be waiting for me.
This particular charity shop, for there are several more in the parade of shops in Babbacombe, while supporting the same charity as the shop in Wellswood (the Rowcroft Boutique as it styles itself there) has more bric-a-brac than the Wellswood shop. This is obviously very much a store filled with 2nd hand goods while the shop in Wellswood could be selling brand new items, the way they are selected from the goods donated, and then displayed. But each shop caters for a different clientele, I’m sure, and those seeking vintage items would surely find them in the Babbacombe shop.
Then it was over the road to the podiatrist and now my little trotters are all smooth again. No matter how much foot cream I use – and I use a special one which my podiatrist advises – hard skin forms and needs removing every few months. More than the manicurist/pedicurist can deal with, so I visit both the manicurist/pedicurist and the podiatrist turn and turn about.
My lovely podiatrist supports a charity herself, the Lion’s Club, one of many such clubs in the UK, which help various people in all kinds of ways. To support them she accepts 2nd hand books and you can just take them and leave a donation to the charity. I had a quick look and saw a Clare Chambers novel which I hadn’t read so took this and handed over my donation.
As we were fairly close to Waitrose but as I didn’t need much in the say of shopping, we popped in for a few items, including a prawn mayo sandwich and our free coffee and took them to Meadfoot beach again, parked where we parked last week, but today the sun was shining. My photos just don’t do the view justice, the sky was much more a milky pink than is on the photos, but it was such a subtle colour the camera has chosen to ignore it.
And there we sat and enjoyed our shared sandwich and coffee before driving home.
Once home I noticed that the post had arrived, including another Roy Strong book. I have his book on the making of The Laskett, his garden in Herefdoredshire, which he and his late wife created, but I didn’t have the later book, and as it was very inexpensive via the main 2nd book website, I treated myself.
It is difficult to take pictures as the book doesn’t open and lie flat, but the photos are truly beautiful and record exactly what it says, the remaking of a garden …
The other book which had arrived is one which I will be able to dip into as and when. How could I resist a book about living by the seaside!
And now I will put the shopping away and then we’ll have a cup of tea. I had planned to do so much when I returned home, but my goodness, I do think we need to rest and relax at this time of the year, so I will be doing just that instead.
Until next time.