This poem is my first attempt at NaPoWriMo prompt which to write a poem featuring at least three of the five senses

You were tight

Close lipped, almost shy.

Among your peers, standing firm.

Not daring to touch for fear of showing weakness

But the warmth gently encouraged, you began to move, to test, to explore.

Safe? Yes it is safe.

As your fragrance joined the aromas, spring arrived.

They didn't notice the build up of your pressure, the hiss as you came to explode!

All they will see are the fragments of beauty that once was as you finally relax.



Over-night in Sidmouth

Hubby is not an impulsive person but when he suggested an over-night stay in Sidmouth, I was there with my bag packed!

We have stayed at the Royal York and Faulkner Hotel on the seafront a few times before ‘Sid’ 

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Our room was the bay on the right above the balconies so we had a wonderful view of the sea in front. Among the sites the next morning was a team of two boats with rowers really pulling hard against the tide and then the lifeboat went out, clearly on a practice run as there was no sense of urgency – thank goodness!

The whole coastline around this area of Devon is known as the Jurassic Coast and is a natural World Heritage site. The amazing rocks, cliffs and interaction with the sea does make it a place that should be on everyone’s bucket list!

Walking to park outside my house!

I’ve shared my frustrations about the road I live in before Congestion but it has got worse and is going to cost me money!

Bristol is having a major clamp down on parking. Many residential areas now have permit parking. As a resident you might think that is good but many of the restrictions are during the day when residents are at work! Apparently it is all part of a strategy to stop commuters (yes we are using that sort of language now!) parking to go to work in the centre of the City where there is virtually no parking at all.

For these areas, visiting contractors can’t park to give quotes or do work which means business is suffering. Back to my road. We don’t have resident’s permits and during the day it is not too difficult to find a space to park in. However, once you get to 5pm forget it! If we are later than that coming home, we cannot park outside the house and are now having to walk much further to find somewhere.

Until recently, this was due to  the pub up the road showing the champions league football matches. This meant that around 11.30pm you could go and reclaim your car and move it back to the house. Now things have changed.

Apparently, because of restrictions in other roads, people are using ours to park then walking back to their homes. This means no space in the evening but by 7.30am many have gone. To have this situation occasionally is OK but when it is constant we are finding ourselves wondering where we will park when we are coming back to the house.

We have decided to look into two possible solutions. One is to move house! Now this is fine by me as although I love the house I hate the road and what it has become. Problem with this solution is there are very few houses for sale around us (or even in the city) with parking.

The other answer would be to create a drive at the front of the house. We have the space, just, but I really don’t want to look out of the front window and look straight at the car. However, that may be the way to go but it will cost around £2000!

So I am not happy that despite paying council tax for many years I cannot guarantee being able to park outside my house unless I pay up!

What are the parking arrangements where you live? Do you have a long walk to get to your car?

100 Word Challenge for Grown ups – Week#129


I’ve been to the seaside for the week-end. Divine! So, your prompt this week is:

… as the sun sparkled on the water…

Please make sure you only use 100 words and put a link back to this post so that others can find us! If you are not sure what all this nonsense is about, do read ‘What is 100WCGU?’

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POSH Peterborough!

Earlier in the week we went to Peterborough which is in Cambridgeshire. The reason for our visit was to watch Gillingham play football (isn’t it often the case Dear Reader?)

We didn’t get there until after 5pm so we only had a brief visit of the town area. They have a wonderful Norman cathedral which is huge! It takes the name of three saints, Peter, Paul and Andrew but is known by St Peter’s. It had already closed when we arrived so only a shot of the front to share.

Om the other side of the cathedral close was an interesting take on the town fountain and needless to say it had attracted some children who were racing in and out to try to jump the water before the sprays.

The folks of Peterborough are obviously proud of their city as there are flowers down the streets as well as gardens around the cathedral. Now as it was a visit for football, I thought I should share some of the experience. You can see the crowds beginning their route to the ground across a very picturesque bridge. The boat on the left is actually a Chinese restaurant!

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Next we have the throng meeting up before going into the turnstiles. As it was an evening kick off we were going to treat ourselves to a burger. Those regular readers will know about hubby’s problems with high cholesterol and although it is all sorted, we do try to be good but have these occasional treats. Unfortunately, the snack bar didn’t have any so we had to make do with a pasty which really didn’t deserve to share the same name as though delicious eats in Cornwall!

The teams come out to very stirring music and a guard of honour provided by a local school. I’m sure those children will remember this evening. Most football teams have a mascot and for the Posh, it is this handsome rabbit. No idea why!

Finally, I share a shot with the floodlights. The steward told me off for taking this as ‘you are not allowed to reproduce any of the play’. Well, as it was Peterborough’s goal keeper with very little to do, I didn’t think it mattered!

It was a dismal game from the Gills point of view. We lost 2-0 and it could have been more. However, we did go home with a smile on our faces. Like the mascot, most clubs run a half time draw, with proceeds going to the club as well as some to the winner. I like to buy a ticket as it does help funds so it was great to hear our number and to collect £150!

As for their nickname ‘The Posh’ it originates apparently from 1921 when the manager announced he was looking for players for his new ‘posh’ team!