And The Strange Case of the Topless Toposcope
So – the title says it all really: we spent Christmas at home.
Well, there’s a little bit more to it than that: my brother and his family joined us from Switzerland and my Mum and Dad came to stay too. Short local rambles were very much the order of the day.
Our kids seem to have forgotten loom bands, but this years other big craze (for them at least) of whittling sticks is still be going strong. I’m more in to ‘whittling on’….
Eagle-eyed patrons of this blog may have noticed, in a recent post ,that next to the Pepper Pot, which is really a monument built to commemorate Queen Victoria’s diamond jubilee, a smaller structure has appeared….
…. which is a toposcope, similarly erected in honour of the sixtieth year of the reign of our present monarch….
On Christmas Eve, B and I were up and about whilst everyone else was still sound in their beds, so we decided to catch the sunrise from the Pepper Pot…
…and we discovered that the scope, from the toposcope, had disappeared already.
I don’t know why. I’m no Royalist, but I hope it wasn’t vandalism.
I’ve done quite a few sunrise and sunset walks of late; I have a feeling that they may be a bit of a feature of 2015.
And, with the help of my new camera, I think that photos of Robins may also be a feature of this year. Here’s one from the tail-end of last year…
Me made several visits to the Cove and its little cave. It was different every time, from calm and sunny with the tide well out, to wild and windy with very high tides and and proper waves (which is a bit unusual on the Bay).
The boys love ice. They get very excited whenever the local ponds (in this case Banks Well) freeze over. Their thought process seems to be something like: “Fantastic: ice! I wonder if I can smash it?”
A Merry Christmas to all our readers!
(I know, I know – think of it as a really early goodwill message for next Christmas)