A pressie for F from lovely C: the little cutting that just keeps growing!
The beeping EV's done good. Cornwall and back via friends and family and a circular route.
Cobweb blowing stroll around the rings.
Where the National Trust are claiming low biodiversity as a justification for an action. Let's hope they apply the same logic to all the landscapes they manage.
Spied along the footpath in Honiton.
An end-of-break last walk along the Camel.
With sunshine too bright for selfies!
25 mile menu.
It's a multi-sided pumpkin, created in a flash before J arrived, and a conversation piece when we met the neighbours for a drink or three.
Good food, great atmosphere, plus film and travel recommendations, at Purcelli's.
The queue to chat with Rick.
There's a danger that c r o s s o a k may turn into the trials and tribulations of EV charging. The novelty may wear off. Or we may give up.
Watching Luke install the interwebz.
We planned a loop walk, but the path out of the cove was a swamp. So we switched to a there-and-back walk.
Eleven years after we moved back from the USA we finally have faster broadband than we had there. Luke from Kelly Communications popped round this morning and pulled 100Mbps through the wall.
An AirThings monitor. Because Cornwall & Radon. Radon is negligible. While CO₂ and VOCS spike at night...
I was up early walking the dogs. Someone else was up early fishing.
Yes, this one is electric. With a whole new world of experiences.
Like broken chargers.
And working chargers.
Which means a whole new way of long distance trip planning. Hurrah!
But it did do Padstow via Honiton with a 15% top up at Solstice Services and 22% remaining at the end of the trip.
The house with the pillbox, now turned into a work of art. Spitire RF-D as flown by Wing Commander Jan Zumbach.
Everything you need to know about Durham in one view. Apparently.
With Covid and all the unpleasantness old fashioned university tours have gone all virtual. "There's an app for that" (although not a particularly good one).
Maybe Amazon could sponsor the School of Heavy Goods Deliveries.
We did some miles, saw lots of stuff, and ended up at the well named Riverview Kitchen for a very tasty lunch with a view. Thanks for the recommendation Dave!
Breakie @ Bill's. Energy for the day ahead.
Apparently, the most important aspect to check out with any potential University says H.
An awesome meal out with Dave in Durham...
...and then a night time wander around the city.
Edit: How embarrassing, it's the River Wear. If you look closely there is a river weir, but that's not what I meant so that excuse doesn't count ;-)
First team gathering of the pandemic. Not bad sarnies.
The 0720 from Cholsey used to be a magic train. A HST service that missed out Reading and then ran non-stop from Twyford.
A quote from Hit makers: how things become popular.
Some of my friends would welcome fashion tastes so static that a single wardrobe would last several millennia. Ironically, they tend to work in the technology industry, which embraces, and even pushes, change in just about every other category of life.
Looking back through the evidence, I can see no indication that this observation applies to me.
Patiently. It is a roast after all.
You're looking for?
The edge of the trampoline, signifying the end of the trampoline. And an end of an era.
In 2021, a student care package means fast, reliable, low latency Internet. Everywhere. Well, everywhere except where we are, where the two asthmatic mice blowing ones and zeros down a piece of string usually max out at 8Mbps.
Things seen walking back to Paddington. Yes, I was avoiding the tube, and yes I was also missing my bike.
I've had a few office views over the years.
There was the Barrington Hall View; the gardens of an English Country House. There were the Microsoft Redmond Campus views that included Lake Bill, a hint of the Cascades and perfectly manicured grass. The Microsoft UK office view was memorable through not being worth remembering (but the walk there and back was awesome). I'm not sure if the The Oxford Academy counts, it was a classroom not an office after all (but the commute was good too). Skype had many views, from Tallinn, to Seattle and even London. And mixed in around this period were some "I'm workings on the train office views. Amazon provided some variations on a theme, Seattle (again!) towards the space needle, and London looking East and West. Then there's been last 19 months of office views that have had a large proportion of "working from the garden".
But of all the office views, the latest are not too shabby.
After a year and a half of beautiful, plane free (or mybe more plane-challenged) skies, it looked this morning like things were getting back to How They Were.
F caught me reading this this morning. He said, "you know that there's this thing called the internet". Cheeky so-and-so.
Probably not this one. It was more like driving an iPad than a car. Maybe this one because it feels more like a car than a computer game.
Snapped between the showers while on a walk with Ewok and Yogi.
Very different from yesterday's view.
Up early and a walk with the boys before breakfast.
We had to stop to shelter from the squall, but the light was worth it.
A quiet spot on the quay for a spot of reading.
Overheard while sat there, the crew of a boat planning to sail up to Scotland for the climate sumit, sampling the sea-soundscape on the way. I hope they got their TV slot. The producer (just arrived from south east London even though there's no petrol) sounded positive about an early morning piece to camera from the foredeck. But the lost and exasperated cameraman I saw the next morning probably meant that the tide-constrained slot had been missed.
90 mins after the apology email that the delivery would be a day late, up pulls a branded van. It sits there for a few minutes and then drives off. I'm wondering which person or system realised that the package wasn't in the van and when, oh, and what the COE will read like. busmansholiday.
Taken from the same spot as this pic, one of the earliest on c r o s s o a k back in 2005.
Morning walk, some boarding (brov was sooooo right, it's warmer in the autumn!!!!), and a roast at the Harbour Inn. Tradition making?
I don't know who coined the phrase brick tent camping but it's perfectly apt. The project has a single pan induction hob which is perfect for brunch. There's a microwave, kettle and, most importantly a toaster. The plumbing works, just. And there's leccy too (although whether we'll be able to afford any in a month is anyone's guess). A fridge arrives tomorrow, just in time for it to be cold enough not to need a fridge. There's also a futon to sit/sleep on and a possibility of a bed arriving on Tuesday.
After a wet walk, taking shelter.
After the post-wet walk dry, getting settled.
In the dunes at Harbour Cove. Loads of snails too.
Tommy Morrissey, 1915 - 1996.
Just tell me Old Shipmates
I'm taking a trip mates
and I'll see you someday
in Fiddlers Green
A futon arrived for the project. It was hanging out in the shed, but we thought quarter-past twelve in the morning was a little late to be figuring it out. Fortunately the airbed survived one more night (unlike our first attempt camping out at the project, which I'm not sure I'll ever be forgiven for). It's all quite cosy really…
F (#6) playing for the Under-21s.
A very shy cat, maybe lost, maybe stray, maybe feral, has been lurking in the garden.
Where they sit is a window into their personalities.
We couldn't find Yogi after a muddy walk. We found him waiting patiently for a shower.
New student digs. The alien was impressed.
The last game of FIFA before H headed back to uni.
M wanted to swim in the sea so everyone got their bathing costumes ready.
Getting in was easy. Getting warm, dry and sand-free after was the tricky bit.
Games at Grandad and Nana's. Some people won.
Except for fire engines.