I hope you are having a lovely Mothering Sunday? I consider myself very fortunate insofar as our two sons and their wives live close by, so with our little grandson we might be a small family but what we lack in size we more than make up for in love and thoughtfulness. They all called this morning, with flowers, a plant, and chocolates, and it was lovely to see them. So before we go on a virtual walk around Shaldon, here are the flowers and plant and chocolates …
And now to Shaldon. I hope you’ve got your virtual walking shoes on as we’ll be walking across the sands to The Clipper Cafe. But first, we must park the car in the Ness car park. “Ness” is another name for nose, a piece of land that juts out into the sea, and the car park is on a slight incline just above the Ness, and just below the car park is The Ness, a restaurant/pub which has the most wonderful views across the mouth of the River Teign to Teignmouth in the distance. Yesterday, though, I was more taken by three scooters parked outside than the view which is so familiar to me. Aren’t they lovely?
From here we strolled down to the sandy shore of the River Teign which is tidal to just beyond the bridge which crosses the River Teign a little way upstream. Close to the beach there is an old boat – it’s been there for years – which each season is planted with flowers.
Several rowing gigs were making their way upstream, perhaps practicing for the Regatta in the summer. Then we saw one racing gig being hauled up the beach.
I zoomed this shot very slightly so that you could see the black and white ferry boat (this one at anchor, two others currently in operation) the design of which (apart from the addition of a motor!) hasn’t changed since Elizabethan times (that’s from 1558-1603, about the only date of a monarch I can easily recall!)
It was an extremely hazy sunlit morning, but so lovely on the sands. I expect the crew of the gig would’ve either gone into the Ferry Boat Inn …
or, as we did, made their way to The Clipper Cafe for coffee and perhaps breakfast.
We only wanted a light snack, so had coffee and toasted teacakes with jam. We like the Clipper but service can be very slow when its busy, and it was very busy yesterday! There is seating outside (and upstairs) but I didn’t want to lose my place in the queue at the counter in order to look for an outdoor table, and husband had already found seats close to the front door, in basket chairs, and he didn’t want to lose those either!
The teacakes were lovely and not expensive (the cakes were certainly far more expensive and I simply won’t pay £3.25 for a small pecan square; this isn’t because I’m mercenary, or can’t afford it, but that I don’t think it represents value for money.)
From the Clipper we strolled through the village, admiring the pretty houses and their gardens.
This lovely terrace of houses faces the village’s bowling green. A pity cars have to be parked on the road, but there’s always a downside to everything.
Close by, the village war memorial …
Everywhere there were flowers, and the streets were litter free, garden paths well swept. It was a joy to see such a lovely little village.
Some properties which had river views also have small gardens on the other side of the road, i.e. property, road, garden, beach. The owners of this small garden had erected a summerhouse – what a fantastic place for morning coffee or an afternoon’s snooze, with such gorgeous views.
And we mustn’t lose sight that this is still a working beach – here is a stack of crab pots.
Having had a stroll and coffee and teacakes, we then retraced our steps past the boats pulled high on the shore and made our way back to the car park. Here you can see The Point, the far end of the beach at Teignmouth on the opposite side of the River Teign, and beyond, the sea.
We then motored on to Jack’s Patch, a garden centre upstream from here. We needed some lawn weed & feed. Everywhere there were plants to see and admire, but we only bought a tray of pretty ranunculas.
We then phoned our younger son who lives close by, to see if he was in so we could call on him, but he was out, and so we just left a message and motored home. From the road there are glimpses of the River Teign upstream from Shaldon (this photo, below, was taken from the Teignmouth side of the river, not a good photo but the places where you can snap a decent view are few and far between as the hedges spoil the view. As you can see, it was very hazy.)
On the way home we popped into Waitrose (it won’t be long before I won’t be able to say that!) and picked up some prawn mayo sandwiches (a treat for us) and our ‘free’ newspaper, plus chocolates for our little grandson’s mummy, as a thank you for being such a lovely mummy to him, and also chocolates for our other son’s partner as I’d bought him a book in the Antiques Centre and I don’t like to give a present to our son without also giving a present to our other daughter in law.
Once home we opened up the summerhouse and had sandwiches and tea in there, and read the paper, and then elder son came around with our little grandson and we had half an hour playing with him – he likes to look at Google Earth on my computer and also the photos of himself when he was a baby. Then it was, “Granny, I like books!” “Do you? That’s nice” “Granny, I really would like another David Walliams book!” “Would you? Well, let’s choose a couple of them, shall we?” and with that he chose two books and, hopefully, they will arrive today. Well, reading must be encouraged, mustn’t it? OK, I’m a pushover, and our son and daughter in law have told me not to be bamboozled into buying books for him every time he mentions them!
And so to today, visits from the family this morning, and for lunch I used the left-over sauces I made for tagliatelle the day before yesterday. This made a lovely lunch with very little effort. I added a little creme fraiche to each sauce as there wasn’t quite sufficient for each bowl of pasta, but with that extra creme fraiche and parmesan, we had a lovely meal. I also fried some small pieces of thick-cut bacon to go on top.
And this evening is the start of a new series of the amazing police drama, Line of Duty. What a lovely weekend it’s been.
Until next time.