My cough seems to be slowly improving although i'm still dog tired. I had to force myself into the car today and I drove to Redruth ...if I didn't go today then that would have been it. It was a 2 1/2 drive - probably a shorter way but I got lost several times. The scenery was outstanding and everything so green. By the time I got there I was absolutely beat but I got out and walked down the main street and up it again and looked in at the Redruth Cornish Society and bought a book. Redruth is not the prettiest town I've seen but I did like what I saw. I took a picture of two policeman in the main street who then came over and queried why I was taking photos of them. Do I look like a terrorist? Maybe I do. I explained and all was well and we had a bot of a natter and all was well.
The Pub over the road where I eaf |
View from my room - see the Pub? |
I pretty much got back in the car and started the drive home. I got lost but then I was found :) Then there was a huge traffic jam due to a crash and I was just creeping along. I'd allowed myself plenty of time to get home in daylight because I can't drive in the dark without my glasses (everything is blurry and I can't read signs) and unfortunately my glasses are broken. It seemed like it was instantly pitch black at 5.30 and there was so much traffic and I couldn't even find Torquay never mind the hotel. In the end I just kept following the car in front of me as there was nowhere to stop and look at a map but it didn't matter anyway because I couldn't see the street signs anyway. I could feel the anxiety building and I was perilously close to tears because that was the best plan I could come up with. We stopped at some traffic lights and I glanced at this building on the side of the road and you will never guess...It was my flaming hotel. Don't know how, what,or wherefore but tonight I had a guiding light. I didn't even think I was in Torquay lol
Bed time...so tired....good night zzzzzzz
Torquay |
Torquay |
Torquay |
Redruth |
Redruth |
Redruth |
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