Synopsis: A trip to Cockington Court this Bank Holiday afternoon. The rhododendrons were in bloom and full of colour, although some had gone over.
I needed this trip out to get over the enormous shock that I’d had earlier in the day; I met my niece Kate. Why the shock? Well, as far as I was concerned Kate was in Australia. So, the story is this: Kate had two weeks leave booked and on the spur of the moment decided to take a trip to England. I went over to Mum’s today for lunch and out popped Kate. It took me a while to take in that I was actually seeing Kate. I guess something that unexpected takes a while to register, at least in my wee little brain it does. Anyway, what a nice surprise for everyone. It was especially lucky for me as I had Kate and Adam’s wedding card on me, so that saved a stamp.
We had lunch together at Mum’s as planned, Wendy, Colin, Kate and I. After a light lunch Wendy, Colin and Kate were off to visit Colin’s father who once again is in hospital. Poor Horace is having a rough time of it just now. They sped off down the street in their newly acquired Proton, a car that is guaranteed to turn heads, in the opposite direction. Absolutely no regard for Jaffa, who was having a bit of a turn in the house earlier, seemingly having lost his legs. Could he have found that last bottle of Dad’s homemade beer?
Mum and I stop of at the Otter Nurseries branch in Babbacombe to allow Mum the opportunity to buy her bedding plants for the summer season. Mum chose alyssum, petunias, and bizzy lizzies, plus some daisies for her patio pot. We then set off for Cockington. At first it’s overcast and quite cool, but it does brighten a little as we wander down to the village. We saw the horse and cart that ferries people to Cockington from the coast, a service that has been operated for years.
Mum in the picture, and with her camera tooThe main attraction for me at Cockington is the lakes at which I hoped we would catch sight of the rhododendrons in flower. As expected there was a considerable amount of colour about, but some of the rhododendrons had gone over. There was however more than enough to see, and what with it being such a peaceful and tranquil setting, it was pure delight to slowly stroll around the various paths that encircle the lakes.
The Gamekeeper's Cottage
The gamekeeper’s cottage is an attractive building right on the edge of the lakes and under the shelter of the woods behind. I always fancy it looks rather how you would imagine a fairytale woodcutter’s cottage might look, if Disney had created it. Strangely, there wasn’t a Snow White or a dwarf in sight today. Word has it that they’ve gone to Ibiza for a sun, sea and sand holiday.
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Just a little stroll with Mum.
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