I couldn’t resist starting this post with lots of blue … blue sky, blue sea, even a blue rail by the edge of the car park where we had gone after our visit to Waitrose, with our prawn sandwich and coffee. But more of that later. This is Meadfoot, and just over the hill is Torquay. Holiday makers don’t always find this area, and of course, there aren’t any shops – mainly because of the steep hillside covered with trees – apart from the beach cafe at the far end, which makes it a rather nice, tranquil place to walk and admire the sea views.
Last night’s sunset was pretty and yet there aren’t many places in our house from where I can photograph a sunset easily – here I was facing due east (yes, I know in the northern hemisphere, the sun sets in the west, but this was the lovely pink sky in the east.)
I love to see the silhouette of the trees against the wintry sky. This was very much a What to Look for in Winter (Ladybird book) evening!
This morning, the sky was golden, again such a pretty sight.
You really can’t beat Nature’s paint box, can you?
Today, we did our weekly food shopping. The List was quite a long one. I even warned husband that it was long and he wasn’t to pull a face when he saw how much it was going to cost because it balances out against last week’s List which was quite small, having stocked up at Christmas. He was very good and there wasn’t so much as a huff or a puff!
When we were at the checkout the lady behind us admired the trolley bags. These have been admired by so many people, all of whom have said they would go online and see it they could get some that it’s a pity I’m not on commission from this company!
Anyway, I chatted to this woman and she said that I was lucky as I “had a helper”. By now husband was busily putting not only the goods onto the conveyor belt but, as they went through the till, he was putting the back into the trolley bags. I said something like, “Yes, he’s very good but it’s taken over 54 years to get him trained up!” She then said that I must look after him as she’d lost two husbands to cancer. How sad is that?
Anyway, we continued to chat while husband continued to deal with the purchases, she admiring not only the trolley bags but also the flowers I had bought, including some yellow tulips, which she said were “the colour of friendship.” I felt we could’ve chatted all day, but once husband had the groceries repacked into the trolley, I paid and we went to get our ‘free’ coffee. I then saw bunches of daffodils at the end of the checkout, so bought two bunches.
As I said, we then went to Meadfoot with our sandwich and coffee. My goodness, it was cold, but we were cosy in the car and it was so lovely to see the sunshine after many days of clouds and greyness.
Again, that (above) is the promontory of Berry Head in the far distance. How lovely to see an almost cloud-free sky.
Once home, I had the groceries to put away (trolley bags and a freezer bag.)
Once that was done, I put the flowers in jugs and vases …
The daffodils are in the kitchen and in the study. They will look better once they open out from their ‘pencil’ stage.
Tulips in the sitting room, their colours go rather well with the sofa. I also bought yellow ones and I might put the two bunches together in one larger jug or vase, not quite made my mind up about that yet.
And alongside the yellow tulips, my latest novel which this afternoon. I enjoyed Marius Gabriel’s previous book, The Designer, and I’ve great hopes for this one, too.
When we returned from shopping I had a little amble around the garden (that didn’t take long, it’s a tiny garden!) just to see what was coming up, and then saw that the white camellia had loads of buds. I just hope that there isn’t a really bad frost or snow, but camellias originated in China, so it should be able to cope with the climate in Torbay, perhaps the warmest part mainland UK.
As well as the new book, we have lots of fresh reading matter. However, seeing so much paper I feel slightly guilty – I hope that more recycled paper is being used for such things. The Times was a freebie in Waitrose, as was the Waitrose weekly paper, and also the new ITV magazine, and I have the February issue of Country HOmes & Interiors to look at this evening.
And finally, who says that the art of the handwritten note is dead? I have been delighted to have received no less than nine lovely notes since Christmas.
And now I’m off to the kitchen to cook some steak mince. We eat very little mince, and so I shan’t feel too guilty in making some cottage pies for us to enjoy now that we’ve been advised to eat no more than a burger’s worth of red meat in a week. I don’t think they actually mean a burger, but the equivalent in weight of a burger. I can’t remember when I last ate a burger, it’s time out of mind.
Until next time.