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On this pleasant but blustery day , I spent a while reading on the Ace Reclaim bench. My current novel is ‘The Death of the Heart’ by Elizabeth Bowen. Naturally, my eyes wavered to take in the views offered from this vantage point.
Straight ahead is the Palm Bed and beyond;
to my left the path continues past the Fiveways chimney pot;
and back to the house to my right.
Later, I scanned some colour negatives of a holiday Jessica, Sam, Louisa, and I took in Devon with a neighbouring family in September 1983. We are no longer in touch with these friends, so I do not have their permission to post photographs of them and their children. However, I am able to publish
the Dart Valley Railway train and platform,
including the steam dome from the historic engine.
I don’t remember exactly where we stayed, but our entrance into the guest house was never to be forgotten. We arrived when all the other residents were eating. As we trooped through the dining room, Sam announced to the assembled company, ‘I’ve got nits’. We then quickened our paces somewhat.
Perhaps it was on Dartmoor that we came across
heaps of granite boulders,
sometimes with streams running down them.
There was plenty of rocky terrain, as Jessica, Sam, and Louisa discovered.
Louisa needed her Mum to give her a lift occasionally.
Ever adventurous, Sam strode over an ancient stone bridge.
I was even photographing
Red Admirals
and bees in those days;
even a diseased leaf caught my attention.
Finally there was a portrait of Louisa in her customary finger and thumb sucking tired pose.
This evening I dined on Jackie’s perfect pork risotto.