Day 8 – But day 3 of 3 We woke early again this morning, and we didn’t feel great; I think the sun and the gnat bites had gotten to me, and my depression was kicking in. All I wanted to do was to go home. Like last week! My right hand had swollen to…
Day 6: 25th March, Saturday Today is a terrible day. Today we go home. Finishing off our packing, we get ready to leave the company of Alan and Sandy. We didn’t want to. But that’s how things go. We went down for one last large breakfast. Also the most important thing above all that. To…
Bringing A Little Bit of Cornwall Home During our holiday, to St. Ives, Cornwall. We found this plant in a garden area near the bus station above the beaches of Harbour and Portminster. The wife fell in love with it. She wanted to take a cutting. The thing was. We didn’t know how to grow…
Day 8: Time To Say Goodbye. We woke up early today. It is going to be a long day. We packed the last of our belongings and waited for the taxi to pick us up. We won’t be home until late tonight. The wife is not looking forwards to this. As much as I like…
Sunday, 10th July 2022 I awoke early to the sound of someone’s phone alarm. It wouldn’t stop. The person who owned the alarm either left their phone in the room or was so sound asleep that they didn’t notice it. Well, I did, and after listening to this for about twenty minutes, I got up….
Day 4 Thursday 10th March. Today we go home. Our friend would be along soon to pick us up and we were pretty much-done packing. So we got ourselves ready and relaxed for a while and waited for our friend to arrive. Our stay at Grace House was nice. Apart from the problems with the…
