A Day For Ice Cream

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This splendidly spring-like day was conducive to more autumn tidying in the garden, after which we went for a drive in the forest.

Pauls Lane

We hadn’t been down Pauls Lane before. We hoped we wouldn’t meet anyone approaching from the opposite direction.

Horses in field 1Horses in field 2

From a little further on we noticed that, despite the temperature in the teens, all the horses in a field were wearing their winter rugs. There was just room, on a bend, for Jackie to squeeze the Modus onto a bend for me to take these photographs.

Ponies 1

Ponies sheltered under the trees outside the entrance to Settorn’s Caravan and Camping site.

Pony 1

One must have trampled on

Toadstools

this group of toadstools.

Traffic jam 1Traffic jam 2

Burley was so congested with traffic that we struggled to find a spot in the car park.

Tattooed man in group

The families of visitors made us realise that it was half-term.

Witch pumpkin

Previous posts about this village have mentioned the focus on witches, none less than on the approach to Halloween, as demonstrated by this cleverly carved pumpkin. ‘Witchcraft’ tells the tales of the legends of Burley.

A Coven of Witches 1

A Coven of Witches was a great draw for many.

New Forest Cycle Hire

New Forest Cycle Hire was doing even brisker business than usual.

Bike and trailer

This gentleman towed a trailer.

Ice cream choice

One could imagine that small children having first selected their favourite ice cream flavour,

Ice cream purchase

and stood containing themselves while the purchase was made,

Scarecrows outside Country Wines

might have had difficulty not rushing into the neighbouring Country Wines. This shop sported a notice on the open door indicating that the cones were not welcome inside.

Man crossing road with ice cream

It was definitely a day for ice creams.

A Coven of Witches 2

Perhaps this lad needed to consume his before entering the 18th Century home of A Coven.

Odd Spot

Others licked theirs on the move.

Burley Wagon Rides vehicle

As we left the village the Burley Wagon Rides customers were being returned to base.

Piglets 1Piglets 2

A mile or so later a pair of piglets snuffled among the mast.

This evening we dined on Hordle Chinese Take Away’s flavoursome fare, with which Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Corbieres

53 thoughts on “A Day For Ice Cream

  1. The gentleman with the cone appears to maybe have a touch of brain freeze going on – or maybe you caught him mid hokey-pokey crunch? I did wonder if the scarecrows outside of Country Wines for sale or simply part of the display. They are so eye catching!

  2. Great way to spend a lovely day, Derrick. I’ve been drifting along the Sussex coast for the last few days (in Arundel and Littlehampton today) and I was beginning to think the south coast had seen the last of this year’s sun.

  3. So many charming places to photograph, Derrick. Love the witch’s coven. There must be something in the air…I sat in an outdoor farmer’s market on a perfect Autumn day, and had a soft serve ice cream cone. Enjoyable.

  4. You have captured the spirit of the season with the images of the street, except of course for the ponies and piglets whose consciousness is decidedly on an alien plane compared to us bipeds. Your post reminds me I must finish reading Updike’s The Witches of Eastwick which I began reading in 1997.

  5. Hi Derrick, Loved your October 14th blog. We were the family cycling down Honey Lane who you photographed. We were out celebrating a special birthday. Is there any chance you might be able to let us have a copy of the two pictures you took for us to remember the day? (Perhaps as jpeg files?) Best wishes and happy ramblings.

    • Very many thanks, Karen. I’d love you to have copies. It really adds to the purpose of the blog. You can actually take them straight off the blog. Alternatively, I could e-mail them, or send you prints. Let me know which you’d prefer.

    • I reblogged this post Derrick, but when I do WordPress forces the photos onto the reblog – almost all of them. I went and deleted it, but kept the reblog to hopefully send you a view or two. Your blog is one of the few it does that to, but probably because your a photo template. Anyways, just wanted to let you know! Have a good one!

  6. One must always go down any of Paul’s lanes. For there one will meet new things. And I see that the custom of hairy men in England is to emblazon their bodies with objectionable tattoos as is now the habit antipodean.

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