under another sun

Up for breakfast after a good night's sleep. We were late and Pat and Maureen were already in place at the breakfast table straining at the leash for breakfast. Once this accomplished Lorraine and I met the car hire guy in the bar and secured a grey ford fiesta. We were soon off in the car to Icart. The morning beautiful but just as we got out of the car, the rain lashed in but it was over in a minute and we started again. We walked them around the corner to what is now being called The Proposal Bench, and looked down at the sea and headland with great shadows of clouds mottling the water rather beautifully. A few snaps there and a toddle around in the other direction to see my favourite cliff raising its head to look out to sea.  Pat and Maureen loving the flowers everywhere, predominantly bluebells, white garlic (stinking onions) and bits of early yellow gorse and other yellowish spring flowers. Then into the car again, and we drove off past the airport across to the west coa...

The Vazon wind Cold and wintery today. After breakfast, five large people crammed into Kate's minute hire Ka and we set off to the Little Chapel. Everyone liked this and there was a blaze of competitive photography. It is a tiny building, decorated with broken china. I noticed this time that when you are inside its unlit interior down in the lower part, that the little shafts of light make the china begin to look like a dim stained glass window. From here we drove to the west coast, stopping for a cup of tea opposite the cup and saucer (Fort Grey) as Craig was on a mission to buy souvenier tea towels. Then driving along the coast until Vazon where we walked about in the wind and under dark skies, and it was fabulous. Few people around, and the flat sand dotted with torn away clumps of bladderwrack. Had a mental flashback to being a child running down to the sea with Toby (who always liked Vazon) holding a inflated lilo in the wind. From there into town for a slow meal in the harbou...