We are on our way back from a wonderful fortnight in the UK, with gatherings of friends and family in both the south and north of England. So here are three postcards with some of our adventures in the Old Country!
We started our journey in Cornwall with Storm Hannah bearing down hard on our heels. The day of our arrival was warm and dry for the first few hours, but as we drove towards the west the weather changed until we had to pull over and let the pounding rain ease up a little. Over the next two days, we watched the forecasts with unease: would the storm arrive just as our daughter Anna and her fiancé Andrew met to take their vows? We researched how to take the best wet weather wedding photos, and they scoured the town for wedding-themed umbrellas.
In the end, the rain clouds passed just as they emerged from the service and the strong winds just blew Anna’s wedding dress into beautiful drifts of cream and lace. They were so fortunate! So please join me in congratulating the new couple. Those of you who follow Anna’s website and Instagram accounts will see her proudly using her new name, Anna Alway.
We stayed in Cornwall for another few days after the wedding and went in search of National Trust properties in the area. If you are ever visiting the UK, I can really advocate getting a membership of the National Trust or its US sister organisation, the Royal Oak, so you can visit as many of these properties as you like. In Cornwall they not only look after old houses but also miles of coastline and even some abandoned tin mines.
In this photo you can see me knitting by one of these, Botalack Mine. This is in a wild and windy location and the mine is situated perilously close to sheer cliffs down to the Atlantic Ocean.
Tim’s photos of the site captures the stunning beauty of the location and makes you marvel at the miners who braved the conditions at the mine through all weathers.
The waves were not especially strong on the day when we visited but still easily crested the rocky outcrops in the bay. I can only imagine how frightening those waves must be when they reached the height of the chimney in the mine! Miners’ tales speak of the roaring sound of the waves overhead on stormy days and the fear of them crashing into the mine shafts...
On the day we visited, we were spared those fearsome conditions and instead were able to enjoy the beauty of the area along the Coastal Path. Clumps of spring flowers clung tenaciously to the slopes and dry stone walls, with pink Thrift and yellow Gorse competing for attention against the dark stone cliff faces. Truly Cornwall at its best.
In my next blogpost, we’ll stay in Cornwall with views of bluebell woods and the church where Sir John Betjeman is buried. If you have enjoyed Tim’s photos from Cornwall, then please follow him on Instagram to see more photos from our travels.
Until then, Happy Knitting wherever you are!
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