In the evening we sat outside the apartment and I sketched the nearby houses.
A miscellany, a florilegium. Pseudorandom synaptic scintillations from the infinite dusty attic between my ears.
Monday, 15 September 2014
Official Holidays
This week we're staying in an apartment in Stoke Fleming - a couple of miles from Dartmouth, in Devon. Yesterday (Sunday) we walked along the coastal path to Blackpool Sands - no, not that Blackpool - up a very step bridlepath back to Stoke Fleming, following the European Long Distance Path number 9. We went in search of Sunday lunch only to find the pub long closed, so we meandered back and investigated the Stoke Lodge Hotel where we had a traditional Sunday roast among a party celebrating their 25th wedding anniversary - all dressed up as if they were wedding again.
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