A holiday
from our holiday
Greetings
once again from the land of leeks, sheep and rugby. Yes the Woodies are back in South Wales & having a few days to catch our breath before the next phase of our adventure
begins. It’s now been almost exactly 3 months
since we left home, and previous editions of this publication will attest that the
pace between then and now has been reasonably frenetic. We’ve seen such a lot and had so many amazing
experiences however of late we travelling Woodies have been feeling a little weary. Which may sound odd, we’re not working and
are on holiday after all - in fact I think we've concluded that the main wearying factor has been the lack of a Harvey and spending
such a lot of time making alternative plans, sorting out where we're going next, accommodation, rental
cars, ferries etc. Not that any of these items on their own are particularly difficult or troublesome, it’s just a lot of decision making
and things to figure out all the time.
It also means we often don’t have much certainty of plans beyond the
next day or three – which in some ways is refreshing but in others tiresome.
The last blog
ended with the Woodies arriving in Sidmouth on the South Coast where we ended
up staying for 4 nights. It’s the most
delightful little seaside town and the weather was fine and warm during our
stay. The flat we stayed in had considerable
history all of its own, the initial construction dating from 1776 – take a look
at the plaque in the photos below for more info if you’re interested.
Although the holiday from our holiday started in Sidmouth, we couldn’t help taking one day out to explore. Not far down the road is the town of Dartmouth,
home to the Britannia Royal Naval College where, for several centuries, the vast
majority of the Royal Navy Top Brass received their training. However, Dartmouth was pretty much the last
stop of the day and there is plenty more to tell you about before that!
Our first
stop in fact was Greenway, the summer house of one Agatha Christie who, we discovered,
is the 3rd highest grossing author of all time – only The Bible (not
exactly a single ‘author’ but top of the list) and William Shakespeare are
ahead of her. The home was beautifully restored and shown as it would have been when Agatha and
her family lived there in the 1930’s, 40’s and 50’s, however even for a literary ignoramus, places such as this really are well worth a look. Anita, on the other hand, told me she went through
an Agatha Christie phase in her teens reading many of her books, and would often stay up late into the
night finishing one tome or another. For
her the visit was a fascinating opportunity to step inside the mind of one of her
favourite authors. Given Ms Christie
mainly wrote murder mysteries, let’s hope the rekindling of Anita's fandom doesn’t extend too far
and your faithful correspondent survives henceforth!
From there it
was a short trip down the road to Kingswear where we boarded a genuine coal-fired steam train for the 30 minute trip up the track to Paignton. Sitting in one of these old carriages truly
felt like travelling back through time, everything from the seats themselves to the
smell of the coal smoke in the tunnels to the old-school conductor making his
way through the carriage and clipping everyone’s tickets. During the ride we got chatting with an older gentleman
sitting in the adjacent seat who shared his memories of riding in such trains as a small boy. In each compartment where one
carriage joins another there is a window and he explained how he and the other lads would stick their heads out the window much as a dog does in a car… and arrive home with blackened faces from the
coal soot! He was from Chester and told
us about the cathedral there which dates back to 1091. “And if you happen to be in town on a
Wednesday…” he added, “please do stop by as I’m the cathedral guide on a
Wednesday.”
We expect to
be in the northern part of England later in the year so will definitely plan to
stop by Chester Cathedral on a Wednesday if we can! Although Paignton is by the ocean, it’s a town with a vastly different demographic from Sidmouth - let's just say that it may perhaps be just a little past it's heyday. Enough said.
From there we
carried on the round trip by bus which took us to the small town of Totnes
which was the start of our riverboat ride down the Dart River. The skipper was also a fantastic tour guide
and gave us excellent commentary, interspersed with plenty of humour. Because the Dartmouth area has for many years been an
important seagoing hub, many familiar names have had an association with the
area in centuries gone by including Sir Walter Raleigh and others. Have any of you heard of the Domesday Book? I hadn’t prior to this trip however it was
effectively a census completed by William the Conqueror and co in the late 11th
century, mainly so they knew what taxes they could collect and from whom. It has survived down through the ages and these days is a document of massive historical
significance because it lists every city, town, village, hamlet etc and their
populations at that time. We passed a settlement called Duncannon that is just a couple of houses together on the side of the river - the skipper explained that normally settlements of this size are known
as hamlets however apparently there was a transcribing error in the doomsday book (modern spelling) listing the population as 100 instead of 10. This meant it was categorised as a village when in fact the actual
population was only that of a small hamlet. So between then
and now, it’s been known as England’s smallest village.
The trip
concluded with our arrival into Dartmouth where a cold refreshment was called
for. Sitting there on the waterfront looking
at all the colours and vibrancy of Kingswear across the water was an absolute
treat, just magic! By the time our
vessels were empty we were too late for the last passenger ferry so walked onto
the car ferry which crosses the small gap between the 2 towns. For our Bay of Islands readers, the ferry was
about the same size as the little old spare Opua-Okiato ferry however this one
wasn’t self-propelled. It had another vessel
roped alongside to act like a tugboat – it was quite a pantomime backing the
ferry out, then turning the tugboat around so it could push rather than pull. Finally we headed back to Sidmouth and arrived at the local pub
just in time to get our dinner order in before the kitchen closed at 9pm.
Although it
sounds like rather a large day, that’s been pretty much been the only day out exploring
between the last blog and now. Of course,
we had some lovely walks around Sidmouth and your author also had a most enjoyable
afternoon watching test cricket at the local pub (apart from the result of
course ☹) and
making friends with the locals. We were
sad to leave our lovely little apartment however before heading inland we
had one more stop to make. Prior to leaving
NZ, a good friend in Russell mentioned the town of Budleigh Salterton
where his grandparents lived and he regularly visited as a young lad. And it was well worth the short detour! Another gorgeous little seaside settlement
and again, the weather was beautiful with loads of people out sunbathing. However, unlike most NZ beaches there was no
sand, just entirely rocks a little like Napier however the lack of sand certainly didn’t seem to be
deterring the sunbathers!
There was a
small amount of shopping to be done so we stopped briefly at Exeter on the way
north before continuing onto what seems to have become our travel hub; Newport. This is for 2 reasons, firstly some good
friends live there and are always most welcoming & hospitable. And the second is the good lads there at
Anglo American Autocare are sorting the troublesome Harvey out for us. As it had been a few weeks since we’d seen
the old chap it was good to stop by to refresh our suitcases and collect a few
items needed for the next little while.
Next time we see Harvey we expect that he’ll be all sorted and ready to
re-join our adventure (fingers, toes and everything else crossed).
So it was 2
nights at Newport and now we’re having 3 here at a friend’s farm cottage in the
Welsh Valleys. We had a weekend here
earlier in the trip and it’s just idyllic with plenty of birdlife, sheep,
chooks, and… since we were last here… a new puppy called Blue who is 11 weeks
old. His owners and we visitors cannot
figure out whether his cuteness exceeds his naughtiness or vice versa!
Friday 24 June
has always been our first ‘anchor’ date, in other words somewhere we had to be
on a particular date – in this case Munich.
A couple of years back my folks, Murray and Laurice, sadly had an
overseas holiday postponed due to the nasty C word. For several reasons they have (again sadly) been
unable to complete the trip at all so have had most of their money
refunded. However, one coach tour was
non-refundable but could be transferred to your grateful author and his wife, so starting this coming Friday we will be touring the Imperial Capitals of Europe for 10 nights, including
Budapest, Prague, Vienna, Bratislava and others, concluding with the Oberammergau
passion play. You probably haven’t heard
of it but this small town is transformed every 10th year (although in
this case it’s been 12 years) into a huge theatrical production depicting the
passion of Christ which has a season lasting several months. The play has been performed in the town every
10th year since 1633 in gratitude to the Good Lord for delivering them
from some pestilence or other. It will be
a interesting to see a play in German and we're so much looking forward to the remainder of the tour!!! Our plan was to park Harvey up in or near Munich
for the duration however Plan B has been enacted and we’ll be catching
the train to London on Wednesday before flying to Germany from there.
That’s pretty
much all the news for now from a refreshed couple of travelers who are full of
anticipation about the next phase of their adventures. All of the countries we’ll be visiting on the
tour will be new for your faithful correspondent so you can be sure there will
be much excited reporting in the next couple of editions!
With much love
to all this is AW(out)H signing off!
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hello everyone! |
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above is the outside and here is the plaque with the history of our Sidmouth digs |
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an antique rocking horse was in our apartment |
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Greenway - time to learn about Agatha Christie |
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she had an extensive collection of Meissen china and loads of other fancy stuff |
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a steam train. cool! |
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and not a short one either! |
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a beach out the window on our train ride |
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Sidmouth from the top of the hill |
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Budleigh Salterton #1 |
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Budleigh Salterton #2 |
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more cute or more naughty? |
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time for a picnic :-) |
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your faithful correspondent hard at work composing this very blog |
~ I have just read that this will be the first time a Muslim will play one of the main roles, Judas, in the Oberammergau play. R
ReplyDeleteWow that's interesting! At least it proves there's no discrimination in the casting I suppose...
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