|On the Cheddar Gorge cliff walk|
It seemed a long journey from Lymm to mum’s but wasn’t too bad. We did it in the two hours I’d allotted, two hours to clean and tidy, two hours Lymm to Alvechurch, two hours with mum, two hours to Bev and Iain’s. We got here at 4.05pm having been up at 8am as we were expecting a delivery, so pretty good going really!
It was lovely to be back, the cats were very welcoming and seemed to still know us after nearly 2 years. Mr. Pickles has aged, he’s 20+ and has lost weight. He still jumps and eats though, mostly human food, given the option. As Bev said, he’s gone from not being bothered to having no boundaries about food or the table! He also seems to have gone deaf, but still has great cattitude.
|Mr Pickles did want to join in with our mussels and prawn dinner. Not sure where Jackie's going to sit! He did have a few prawn tails and mussel bits which he thoroughly enjoyed!|
|Outside the ruined St. Peters church, Bristol|
We went into Bristol on Tuesday, the bus is so convenient, and the power was going to be off all morning. Yummy food at St. Nicholas market, plus I bought shoes (at last) and Brian had a chat with Trailfinders about India. Not for the near future, but it’s a big place we’ve not been to, Brian has always been keen, and I’ve always not been!
Cheddar Gorge on Wednesday, a really hot day, so not necessarily the best thing, but neither of us had ever been. It was a lovely walk, not long, but up, to get above the Gorge on the south side, down, cross the Gorge and up to walk back on the north side. Still, we felt we’d earned our cream tea!
|Looking down to the road far below|
Thursday the forecast wasn’t so good, so we thought we’d go and look at the SS Great Britain, having checked that we really didn’t go last time we were here. We really hadn’t, so we did. It was well worth the trip and the £18 each. The ship was scuttled in the ‘70’s off the Falkland Islands, so getting it back here, let alone restoring it was a huge task which they’ve done really really well. It’ll never be seaworthy again, but just preventing further breakdown is a challenge. Below the ‘waterline’ a sheet of Perspex with a thin layer of water on, internally and externally, they have two dehumidifiers working constantly drying and warming the air. The cost of that alone must be scary. The volunteers and staff all seemed to thoroughly enjoy their jobs and to be very knowledgeable, which all made for a great visit.
Today we’ve pottered as again the forecast wasn’t great. Bev and Iain are due back from Cornwall at some point, so we are really looking forward to catching up before heading back to The Midlands sometime over the weekend.
|We stopped and chatted with many people on this walk, it was a lovely, sunny day with almost no wind, almost too hot really and here a very nice couple took our photo. The round lake in the distance is Cheddar reservoir|
|We didn't know the two girls throwing their arms in the air, but we shouted what a great picture it made so they obliged (Jackie wouldn't walk back there to pose!)|
|We even saw some mountain goats|
|This is round on the North side now and here Jackie is admiring the cliffs on the South side. You can just see people on the top on the other side. That's where the photo of the two of us and of the two girls was taken|
|We reckoned we'd earned the cream tea afterwards in Cheddar village|
|We had a bit of rain overnight and here Mr. Pickles is licking the water from the hot tub pump|
|I was going to delete this photo of Milly cat, but then I thought 'no', actually I think it's a great photo|
|This is timid little Tinsel cat with her funny eye.. She's a sweet little thing|
|Mr. Pickles on the hot tub cover|
|A photo in the museum of the SS Great Britain in the Falkland Islands before its rescue|
|The recreated screw propeller and rudder|
|But it'll never float again. You can see plated bolted up this side that patched together a giant crack that appeared right up the side of the hull after it had been scuttled.|
|But many parts have been restored to show what life aboard would have been like...|
|This is the First Class dining room. Very different from the Steerage sections at the back for those with little money for a passage to the New World|
|And even Isambard was there for a photo!|
|Mr. Pickles this morning at breakfast. He figured something must to to his liking, little did he know it was just a grape on the spoon!|