Clue – Somewhere in the UK this slice of a building is standing, but what is it called?
Clue – What’s the time Mr Wolf?
Clue – Somewhere where you only see Green?
Clue – It’s not a Ferris Wheel…
Clue (anagram) – Donn Fool Wrote
Clue – Remember the Millennium Bug? (I have written a trilogy based on that – but that’s actually another story)
Clue – its wet under the bridge – what am I?
Clue – can you see a little yellow bird?
Yes i’m back like Arnie
Sitting next to suited man eating his sarnie
The tube rocks this way and that
As the painted lady opposite loses her ascot style hat
The reader person buries their head in a book
The nervous tube rider doesn’t know where to look
The drooling old man, slides on to the shoulder of the women next door
Her perfume turns him on more and more
The hi-vis jacket looks on talking to his mate
Ready to hit the sites on time – cannot afford to be late
The college student check their mobile phone
Typing frantically, totally engaged, always ‘in the zone’
The tourists enter looking for a way out
London’s an easy city to navigate – that i have no doubt
There’s usually a helper, just be careful who you ask
Your choice may leave you having to wear a mask
Yes a mask to hide your false indignation
You play like you don’t understand, as you’re from another nation
Those riders exist in every corner of our travelling sphere
A sharp hard looking face that they want us all to fear
Never mind, the smiling riders operate with consummate glee
Replacing the misery guts, they don’t charge a fee
The busy, hectic rider checks their watch looking fraught
The smiling group can’t help them out, there are other battles to be fought
The relaxed rider, does this every day, sitting all smug and composed
So often in fact they can miss their stop, as they’ve had their eyes closed
Not so for the city man or woman, in their suit, tie, or skirt
When the tube reaches bank or moorgate, they are always ready and alert
The wandering eye man, circumvents the direct stare
The college female students better watch out, better beware
The opportunist take their chance to stay close
What they do afterwards I can only call verbose
So my journey observations leave me all mixed up inside
What I truly want to tell you, i’m afraid from you all i’ll have to hide
When my next travelling adventure beckons i do not know when
I hope and trust you won’t mind hearing from me again.
When your 4 years old or nearly 5
You have to take a big step
Your next leap makes you feel alive
And fills you up with Pep
So get your school uniform on
Get those shoes polished and shining
It’s time to get ready- get gone
No time to get wingeing and whining
Mum and dad will look after you
Your new teachers will make sure you’re okay
You’ll make new friends- yes your very own crew
You’ll be beeming by the end of the school day
Take comfort you’re not the only one
Remember millions play by the same rules
Make sure you learn to have fun
As you cross the line by starting school
THERE ARE MANY KEYS TO OUR WORLD
BUT SOME DOORS SHOULD REMAIN CLOSED
NOWADAYS THEY BEGIN TO UNFURL
WITH MANY OF US LEFT COMATOSED
BY A WAR THAT HAS BEGUN
NOT AMONGST COUNTRIES AGAINST EACH OTHER
IN A BLAZE LIKE THE RISING OF A NEW SUN
WE’RE IN A WHOLE LOT OF BOTHER
NOT BY PLANES FLYING OVERHEAD
NOT BY MISSILES FALLING FROM THE SKY
BUT BY THE NEIGHBOUR WE THOUGHT WAS DEAD
BY THE NEIGHBOUR WHO ‘WOULDN’T HURT A FLY’
‘BE ON THE WATCH’ THE BIBLE TELLS US
WE DON’T KNOW THE HOUR OR THE DAY
IN THESE COMMENTS WE HAVE TO PLACE TRUST
THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT IS ALREADY IN DECAY
ANARCHY MIGHT BE A STRONG WORD
BUT HOW FAR WILL SOME PEOPLE GO
MANKIND’S RECORD IS LOUD AND MUST BE HEARD
AN EXAMPLE OF THIS MADNESS, THEY HAVE ALREADY SHOWN
SOME SAY RELIGION IS ONE OF THOSE ‘KEYS’
CAUSE OR CURE? THE DECISON UP TO YOU
WE SHOULD ALL BE ON OUR KNEES
PRAYING FOR AN ANSWER, FOR SOMETHING NEW
PEACE AND THE DOVE, ARE IN THE DISTANCE
A FAINT, ALMOST NEVER ENDING DREAM
WE MUST, WE HAVE TO BE PERSISTENT
FOR OUR VERY LIFE ON EARTH, IS WHAT I MEAN
SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST NO LONGER APPLIES
THERE IS NO ESCAPE FROM THIS KIND OF WAR
MILLIONS INDISCRIMINATELY SUFFER, MANY MORE WILL DIE
NOT EVEN THE SKIES CAN SAVE US, EVEN IF WE SOAR
IS RELIGION AND OUR GOD TO BE OUR SAVIOUR, OUR SHIELD
YOUR FAITH IS YOURS TO DECIDE
BUT WHEN THE TIME COMES FOR ALL OF US TO YIELD
LET’S HOPE THERE IS A PLACE TO HIDE
CAN THIS BE STOPPED, WILL THERE BE AN END?
WE CAN’T DIFFUSE AN ALREADY EXPLODED BOMB…
WE MUST NEVER ACQUIESCE, HOWEVER, NEVER BEND
LIVE OUT OUR LIVES WITH APLOMB
MANKIND HAS SUFFERED AND SURVIVED
THROUGHOUT THOUSANDS OF YEARS
AN ANSWER IS A TRAIN WAITING TO ARRIVE
AT THE STATION THAT KNOWS NO FEAR
THAT TRAIN IS FULL OF HUMAN BEINGS
YES, GOD-FEARING, LOVING PEOPLE
LIVING LIKE WE SHOULD – LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING
OUR CHILDREN NOT HAVING TO WALK THROUGH TREACLE
SIDESTEPPING, POISONS, GASES AND EXPLOSIONS
BECOMING OVERLY CONSCIOUS OF A RACE OR PERSONS
THAT IN ITSELF IS A TERRIFYING NOTION
THAT THEY ARE LEFT TO CAST ASPERSIONS
HUMAN NATURE CAN KICK IN
SOME SAY WE’RE FIGHTING A NEVER ENDING WAR
PATIENCE CAN BE WORN VERY THIN
AS THEY LIVE – YET ATTACK THE DEMOCRATIC CORE
A DOUBLE STANDARD, LIKE AN AGENT IN THE WW1 OR TWO
SLEEPING WITH IT’S ENEMY WITH A SMILE
THIS HAS TO BE HANDLED LIKE A COO
TO GET THEM AFAR, RUNNING A MILE..
HOPE AND TRUST IN FRIENDS, FAMILY OR YOUR FAITH
YOU HOLD IT TIGHT, LIKE A MOTHER DOES A BABY GIRL
MAKING YOU FEEL COMFORTED, SOUND AND SAFE
AS YOU CONTINUE THE DAILY FIGHT, IN THE ‘WAR OF OUR WORLD’…
J W NELSON©
So here we are travelling 5 hours to Downderry Cornwall. a pleasant enough trip from the east midlands (the home of Robin Hood, Nottinghamshire). The kids are fairly well behaved and excited after the journey, that included 2 stops.
We arrive at the Coastguard cottage (no.4) on a beautifully tranquil sunny day (as you can see). a brief dumping of bags into the cottage, then off the purchase some basics from the local post office come grocer store 5 minutes walk away. it was now approaching 5pm on a Sunday where everything closes at 6, except for the Ship Inn, pub. Following a quick walk along the beach ‘ to test it out’ – we settled into the Ship for tea. excellent food, fantastic views from the mountain top placement and outside ‘beer garden’.
Stayed local in the morning playing in the rock pools on the shingle beach – kids loved it, although we didn’t have wet suits or shoes yet.
Tesco delivered the food I had ordered in the morning, so we unpacked that and after our first visit to the beach, we had lunch and then drove to nearby Looe and about 6 miles away through some of the narrowest single track roads I have ever been on. Ten to fifteen foot high hedges on both sides and just enough room to one car to drive through on a TWO WAY ROAD!. Blind bend, over steep climbs and drops, constantly honking my horn to make any on comers aware, we were coming through, regardless…
Anyway in Looe, a larger buoyant seaside town, full of shops, boats, people, a large carpark, facilities, a beach at East Looe, a place we could purchase of fully operational beachside gear. Having been to Looe several times in the past, it was as I had fondly remembered. Bustling, vibrant, energetic, a true holiday location in this great British island of ours. Fishing nets, a pop up tent, wet suits and shoes purchased, we grabbed ice creams, then lunch, plus a play on the beach at East Looe, before the weather (as it did for the rest of the week) began to turn.The dark Nimbostratus clouds circulated overhead and soon the droplets of rain tumbled from the sky. making a hasty return to our car, we made it in time before the lashing downpour started in earnest.
A very short drive to Seaton – the neighbouring town to use the wet suits and shoes and tent we had purchased. they were put to great use. Kids loved the inlet of very cold water that created its own ‘mini -safe pool’ so adults could relax on the beach side and watch them play safely in the water.
Across the this body of water lay a beachside café, where we had our lunch (and most of the other seasiders too). Further out of the inlet was the sea where we toyed with the ebb and flow of water foaming in and out and around our feet.
See a shark anyone?
After a mammoth task of taking down and folding the pop up tent back into its narrow round pocket, we ventured to Polperro, another one of past haunts. tranquil, quaint, pretty. a small fishing town a few miles further down the coast. A steady walk through the town, taking in the smuggling sites and history of a bygone era, we decided to take a boat trip out to some caves. a small boat, with no life jackets used made my wife somewhat nervous. once we had started the journey (by the way the access to board itself was treacherous), the chopping sea was felt with full effect. the boat (with 8 of us on ) bobbed and weaved, letting the spray come over the low sides. that was it. we had to turn back, my daughter was in no mood to carry on.
We returned to safety with own member on board admitting they didn’t want to go back (even though the skipper offered a second fuller trip, which they refused..)
To calm the nerves we had Cornish Ice cream, (I had lost count by now how many we’d had) and a stroll back to the car via a small café (again) for coffee and cake (NO CREAM TEA!) So home, to chill then bed (maybe after a very small glass of Chenin Blanc from Chile.
The worst day for weather – it teemed down from daybreak (as per the forecast – they’d got it right!) – when it slowed a little, I prepped for a trip in the afternoon, whilst my wife bravely took the kids out to the beach which they thoroughly enjoyed. they came back wet and mucky, yet happy and exhilarated. so we changed them dried off, I did lunch then off to the Eden Project. And yes we did escape from being ‘Under the Dome’ – thankfully nothing like Chester’s Mill (if you love that series on television )
A long maybe 15 minute walk from the car park to actual entrance located inside a huge building with almost airport style turnstiles to gain access through multiple double doors out into the open to observe the view above. access to the domes meant walking through a zig-zag maze of lanes from a high position downward. Two Domes plus a 3rd building for children (that included a Dinosaur exhibition) appeared in front of us
On the left the Rain Forest dome – housing thing from the South America and the Caribbean. then across the way a Mediterranean Dome – housing plants, models, with a more European theme.
Sandwiched in between the domes lay a gigantic restaurant/food area serving on one side burritos, warm nachos (in biggest cone shaped ceramic pot I’ve ever seen) , sour cream, guacamole, salsa. the other side served more simpler tasting alternatives, with several fridge’s holding children’s choices with ‘kiddie sandwich bags’ and drinks. well stocked, good food, not bad pricing.
After food we visited the Dinosaur exhibition (on specifically for the holidays), a fantastically well put together look back a many millions of years ago, in a very realistic forum. its not for the faint of heart as some children were genuinely scared.
Next the ‘Invisible Me’ building display all about how we are as humans on a genetic and molecular level. lots of info displays explaining the building blocks to how we are and what we are made up of. intriguing.
A long walk back up the steps to the gift shop nearly at closing time (one of the last ones to leave) and then a 45 minute drive back to Coastguards Cottage and to bed.
Another wet morning (great British summer weather)! so morning spent rock pooling in Downderry. following our Lunch we headed out for a short drive to the Monkey Sanctuary run by Living Futures ( a charity). The rescue monkeys that have mainly been kept mainly as pets and then poorly treated to put it mildly. a very well run educational visit on these happy go lucky species that love to play and enjoy life. we saw them eating a variety of fruit and salad items and as a treat they has sunflower seeds wrapped in paper that they needed to tear off to get to the treat… they did this as they hung together in their ‘little families’.
We stayed all afternoon as the weather continued to cast an dreary view of mist and fog by the time we left at around 5pm. A short drive home, dinner and a some TV with the children then bed!
Another lazy morning at the Coastguards Cottage and at Downderry beach .then off to Carnglaze Caverns – Slate Mines – we wore hard hats and ventured 30 plus feet below into the icy, chilly mines, stepping carefully on the slippy hard floors and steps, that swept through these now empty caverns. Not that much to see or do here – we took a walk through their gardens outside that meandered over and above the caverns. within the gardens and woodland walk figurines of fairies were placed along the walking route to up interest and a talking point.
Our last day so we gave the choice to the children. it was a play centre come farm call Trethorne Leisure Park. Off the A30 near Launceston. The kids loved the outdoor parts, peddle dino cars, slides, zip wires and crazy golf! Then inside they were more slides, soft play, animals to see and stroke and feed. my two don’t normally like getting up close and personal with farm animals, however they both surprised me and my son made a special friend with some ‘kid goats’ that he still talks about today.
We had food (our own sandwiches) earlier then ended up eating in their canteen to as we stayed all day. That included playing a game of bowling in their bowling alley.
A thoroughly enjoyable holiday for us in many different ways. The resplendent beauty (when you could see it) of the Cornish coastline still enthrals me, plus the entertainment value and educational aspects for the children, made it worthwhile and pleasurable . Roll on Sunday for the seven hour drive home!
Goodbye Downderry, Cornwall