Friday, 20 January 2017

PERSEPHONE BOOKS

Whilst reading many on-line blogs, I have noticed a few that mention collecting Persephone books - but can't remember who they are.
I happen to have 20+ Persephone books, in the silver grey covers and coloured end-papers which I'm now ready to part with, but it doesn't feel right to just hand them over to a charity shop.
I'm hoping that those blog-writers might also read 'Rosie's Ramblings' and be interested in taking them off my hands - no charge, except for the cost of posting them.
If you are interested, please comment below and I can supply details of titles and authors.
Happy reading!

Thursday, 12 January 2017

Rambling around Looe

After a few rainy days, it was good to get out and about yesterday.  Starting in West Looe and the Millpool car park, this was the view across the boating lake to East Looe and some of the rather nice houses built into the hillside above the town. There was a stiff breeze blowing and it was quite bracing - brought colour to the cheeks! 



Two hopeful fishermen were just setting up their rods to catch Flounder in the shallow, muddy estuary as the tide rushed in to meet the river.


















As the sun briefly emerged from behind a cloud, it illuminated this house on the far bank of the Looe River; it sits among the beech trees that are home to all the local herons, Egrets and Little Egrets. Its claim to fame is that it was once owned by Pat Phoenix (Elsie Tanner from Coronation Street).  I'd love to see inside it.

 And as I wandered further along the bank, I spotted a pair of herons sitting by their untidy twiggy nest, high in the trees.

Obligingly, the sun came out again and brought out the russet of the remaining beech leaves. 

It was difficult to focus steadily on the birds as the wind was quite strong and my camera at full zoom; one of those times when a tripod would have been useful. But the male suddenly woke up and turned his head so that his beak was distinguishable and I held my breath and pressed the shutter.  At last - recognisably a Heron!


 Of course, there are many birds here; the estuary is a popular feeding ground Gulls galore!

 Ducks sleeping and sunbathing at the water's edge; they live quite happily all year round in the salt water.


 As the sun slipped lower in the sky, we left the Millpool and crossed Looe Bridge to East Looe and one of our favourite cafes on Fore Street, Cafe Fleur.
Looking through the window at the houses and hotels of West Looe and Hannafore.


Before getting back in the car, a few photos of the fishing boats currently tied up in the harbour. 





 And finally - the last of the sun reflecting in the windows of the higher houses above the main car park.

Friday, 30 December 2016

The Boxing Day Walk


What better place for the traditional Boxing Day walk than a beautiful Cornish beach?  The day dawned bright and sunny, the sea was a magnificent deep blue and there was just enough breeze to form miniature breakers on the beach.
However - because I wasn't mobile, I wasn't able to experience this for myself, so I have borrowed these lovely photos from Charles Winpenny, whose Cornwall Cam website can be found here - http://cornwallcam.co.uk/

Perran Beach


Chapel Rock, just off Perranporth Beach. 

 The site of the 1920's Ponsmere Hotel, now intended for houses and apartments

 The popular Watering Hole on Perranporth Beach

 Both beach and hillside paths were busy.

 Late afternoon and a low sun




















Please do look at http://cornwallcam.co.uk/ for more beautiful photos of Cornwall.

Thursday, 29 December 2016

Starting afresh after Christmas

Sorry for my prolonged absence - post operation I haven't felt up to much at all; the cocktail of medications has meant a semi-drugged state of mind with no energy, appetite or will to do anything.  No-one had cards from me, presents were given to those who visited, but no posting was done.  I am so grateful for the family's help with shopping, cooking and general care of me and the house - I have been pretty useless!
Now I feel that day by day, things are improving, though my son's return to far-flung places is now imminent and my daughter-in-law also has travel plans; youngest son is still housebound and unable to ride his motorbike after his leg re-building operation 2 months ago after falling from the loading bay at work.  I will hopefully be able to return to driving around my birthday in February so at least we will have transport between us.  In the meantime, I shall be making the most of grocery deliveries and maybe Wiltshire Farm Foods for a supply of frozen meals to keep body and soul together. (They have a huge comprehensive catalogue of tasty offerings which I look forward to sampling!)
So - a few photos, rather random, but I haven't been out and about very much.
First of all, this little feller was very badly missed with his habit of tearing open presents -

But I had a beautiful and unexpected Christmas present that brought me to tears (again!) when I opened it - a dear friend had sent a snap he took on Perranporth Beach in August, just a week before Zac died, to an artist friend who painted this canvas, 14" x 30" in acrylics.  It is so accurate - he captured Zac's beautiful eyes and expression, his markings, everything.
Apologies that it is sideways on - this seems to happen whenever someone takes a photo on their phone then emails it to my laptop; no amount of editing, turning, etc makes a difference. 

Another sideways-on photo, taken by my son when he bundled me into the car and took me to the beach cafe - a lovely sunrise over a very calm sea.  On a previous visit, it was blowing a hooley and large waves were crashing on to the beach.  When I came out of the cafe, the wind was at my back and as I gathered speed on my crutches, I feared I would end up in the river Seaton!!!

On a grey but dry day I drove down to Newquay airport to collect my son, who had flown down from London on the final leg of his journey from Kabul to spend his Christmas break with me. Youngest son came with me and as the flights were delayed, twice, we went on to Padstow to find something to eat.  Fish and chips were the order of the day - but not at Rick Stein's prices; a smaller establishment satisfied our hunger at a reasonable price and we sat on a harbour seat enjoying the view along with the meal, guarding against the seagulls!




We had a little drama when Caspar the cat took ill, starting by going off his food, but getting worse over a few days; he then suffered a stroke and was rushed to the vet. Poor thing had blood tests, urine tests and was off his feet for several days but has now made a good recovery, thank goodness. He has a few bald patches where he had injections and a drip - this was taken when he came home from the vet, with his little bandage on his paw.  

 I've had some lovely flowers from friends, this basket arrangement from Helena who belongs to a forum that I participate in; we have met several times when she and her family have come down to Cornwall on holiday



Finally some seasonal food - some delicious sausage rolls made by my son which were soooooo tasty, containing chopped apricots, herbs and crushed pine nuts as well as the best pork sausage meat.  I shall miss his cooking!


May I wish everyone all the very best for 2017, hoping for a happy, healthy and possibly prosperous New Year. 😊😊

Saturday, 12 November 2016

Climbing up to The Cheesewring

Eleven years ago, I was told that I needed a replacement knee, after complaining of lots of pain in my right knee when walking - and afterwards. 
My name eventually came to the top of the surgeon's list and I was told that I would have my operation within a few months.  However . . . it was to be at a hospital where MRSA was a huge problem: wards had been closed and patients were being infected and leaving hospital in a much worse state than when they went in. In some cases, MRSA proved fatal. 
So guess what?  I cancelled my operation. 
A few months ago, I decided that the time had come to investigate the possibility of having this replacement knee, before the Government decided that anyone over a certain age would no longer be eligible for such operations and before my symptoms got so bad that I could no longer walk.
But I needed to have one last fling with the knees I already have! 
So from Minions village I set out along the old railway track that was used in the 19th century to transport granite from the Cheesewring Quarry and eventually down to the port of Looe where it was sent all over the British Isles and further afield. Did you know that Tower Bridge in London, completed in 1894, is constructed of Cheesewring granite? 

 The views from up there are far-reaching and on a clear day the sea can be seen in St.Austell bay.




















Nearing the summit, I left the track and took a narrow path which circles around the Cheesewring pile of rocks; at this point it has the deep quarry on one side and a steep drop on the other with plenty of boulders to clamber over.

A small detour led to Daniel Gumb's Cave; Daniel Gumb was a stone-cutter and mathematician who lived the life of a hermit in this cave with his wife, to avoid paying taxes.  They had a large family here but sadly many of the children died young. A son and a grandson of Daniel were coppersmiths in a nearby village in the mid-eighties.


Looking down into the quarry - the railway track can be seen leading in between walls of granite to eventually end at the quarry face. 



 Almost there!
The Cheesewring wasn't man-made; it was caused by erosion of the soil around these rocks leaving them exposed.
The lower rocks can't be seen in this photo, but the astonishing thing is that they are all smaller than the huge, heavy ones above and it seems impossible that the whole structure hasn't collapsed long ago.  At one time, the blasting in the quarry threatened to topple it, but it was saved by locals protesting and insisting that blasting close to it was stopped. 
 Of course, the local wildlife has to appear in my photos; I was intrigued by the black ears on this creamy-coloured cow, then she looked up and . . . .
 . . . . I found that she has a black nose as well! 


A long-horned cow caught my attention and I waited patiently to get a good shot, but she didn't look too friendly as she started to walk towards me, so I scarpered! 


















I felt quite chuffed that I had managed this walk without too much bother, although I was glad to reach the car park at the end and even gladder to reach home. 
Now I have a date for my Replacement Knee operation; feeling a bit nervous but it will be good to be able to walk without pain.  I also need to get much better organised than usual in the matter of buying Christmas presents, writing and posting cards and any other Christmas arrangements. There are December birthdays due as well.
Roll on 13th December!