Season of wasps

Any drive out towards Chester means a stop off at Snugburys Ice Cream centre. It’s a lovely little group of farm buildings set back off the A51 in Cheshire. We stopped to also check about the Road Closed signs we had seen along the road. We had a couple of delicious ice creams and found out that there was a diversion up ahead that would take us down a tiny narrow lane for a couple of miles

The only fly in the ointment was that when we sat down to eat the ice cream in a lovely sunny patch by some hanging baskets of flowers the wasps arrived. I made a swift retreat round the corner to a shady spot but hubby was fine.

We did take the detour, it was long and very narrow, unsuitable for HGVs but we arrived safely.

Jack of all trades

I looked at all my book cases and realised how eclectic my reading must be. I’m not sure exactly how many booked I have but I gave up counting after I reached over 1000.

Sci-fi, science (biology, chemistry, physics) novels, biography, art, graphics, illustration, history, old books, new books, even magic Eye books from a couple of decades ago.

Can your reading be too chaotic? I’ve got a book about chaos theory… There are a few cookery books and travel books. There are books that were Christmas presents, birthday presents, and ones I bought for my college course. Too many? I don’t know….

Presents

I’ve got a few local presents to deliver, but the ones to family who live far away are going to have to wait. My concern is that so much stuff is being posted that without special delivery things may go astray. I sent a card to a friend in Yorkshire a week ago with a little gift, he still hasn’t got it? It’s annoying because I can’t send him another one.

Life is changing. It looks like the tier we are in, in our part of the country, is likely to increase. We are having an announcement this afternoon. This is now getting frustrating. We could have been in lockdown for longer, but the government wants to be matey, friendly, lenient. So mote people have died. Around 68000 so far in the UK.

Not the merriest of Christmas’s

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Three years ago

Three years ago I was going to life drawing classes every week. The place was a bit far out in the countryside down quite narrow winding roads but I enjoyed going. The worst night was when it snowed while we were in the class. It was a very slippery and skiddy drive home. I remember there were two ways of getting there, through the town roads and then country lanes, or along a very fast dual carriageway then along equally twisty lanes. I preferred the slower town route, I might have got there later but there were not insane idiots speeding in huge trucks driving to close to my rear bumper.

The class was fun, always an interesting challenge to draw. A variety of models and sometimes a clothed pose from various guest models, like Lux whe was modeling for us on this occasion. She played the guitar if I remember….. Probably a 6b pencil sketch, that’s my favourite pencil to draw with, allows you to get all sorts of shades and textures. I really miss going to the class.

Half way home

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We’ve found a place to stop for lunch when we are driving home through the hills of North Wales. Its about halfway or a little less. Before you come back down the hill into Wrexham and cross the border into England. On a sunny day its good to stop for a refreshing cup of tea and maybe a scone or a salad.

With all the rain we have just had I wish we were back up in the hills. Bathed in sunshine, watching fish in the pools.

It’s a pleasant daydream instead of watching water run down the glass of the living room window. Hearing it patter onto the window ledge from the guttering, spattering the plants. Letting moss grow on next doors roof…..

Sunshine, that’s what I need. Xx

Delightful Crepes

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On our last day in Wales we called in at a cafe called Déjà Vu in Prestatyn, Wales.

Served by very nice staff. We both decided to have crepes (thin pancakes) with strawberries and strawberry ice cream. The food was lovely. I had a white hit chocolate to go with it. It was just enough to eat until tea time.

I don’t know if the other crepes on the menu are as nice, but these were delightful.

More from the north west

After our first night at Morecambe we could not resist a drive up to South Lakeland. Part of the Lake district. It only took a short while to get there.

The first place we visited was the lakeland motor museum. Situated near Haverthwaite in the south part of the Lake district, the museum is just off  the main road. There is a large selection of motor cars, from the oldest cars and getting younger as you wind your way through the collection. Interspersed with shop window fronts full of museum exhibits, the cars are very interesting. I decided to draw part of a blue Bentley that was owned by Donald Campbell. He lost his life trying to beat the water speed record on Coniston lake. The colour of the car is not authentic because the car was restored in the past. However it was a beautiful example of the workmanship of car makers. There are also bicycles and planes on display in the museum.

Then it’s a few meters down the road to the Lakeside and Haverthwaite railway. I sat and drew the bridge over the train tracks while we waited for the steam train to arrive. The train was pulled by an engine called Repulse. I’m not sure but I think it was a Bagnall engine. They also have the only two Fairburn steam engines still in existence. (The rest were broken up by British rail when diesels were introduced to the railways).

We took the train up to Lakeside and then travelled on the Tern, an old converted steam ship which is now powered by a diesel engine. Tern took us to Bowness about half way up the Lake. The mist and rain was falling off the hills and from the sky. After several weeks of summer heat it was actually quite pleasant to feel the cool damp air. We did not have time to carry on up to the top of the lake to Ambleside because we were running out of time. So a short break at a Lakeside cafe and we came back on another, smaller boat. Back to the train and back to our starting point at Haverthwaite station.

Back in time for a quiet meal in a Chinese restaurant in Morecambe……