Tranquil day and busy day

On Saturday, Youngest Daughter and I headed north for a bit of retail therapy in Clark's Shopping Village, heaving with holiday makers after a bargain. But we used our local knowledge and were there long before the carparks filled up. I bought some new shoes. And then we drove the five minutes to Glastonbury.


Before spritual refreshment, bodily refreshment. Glastonbury is full of amazing wholefood restaurants, often with courtyards where you can soak up the sun while lunching. We shared a vegan lunch (we aren't) of falafel, humous, olives, garlic dip and pitta bread, and Fair Trade coffee. Just right!

The Chalice Well Gardens (lovely website) surround the place where the ancient Red Spring bubbles out of the hillside. Such beautifully tended gardens, and such a tranquil atmosphere. The well head cover has the shape of the vesica piscis in it (which is explained on the website)

The Tor can bee seen through a gnarled oak branch with mistletoe growing on it. Its a long climb to the top, and is always, always windy up there. Great views over the Vale of Avalon though.

Youngest Daughter fills our bottle, to take home. So cool and fresh. You can see the red colour of the minerals that are left with constant splashing.

There is a small but interestingly packed bookshop there, online too usually, and Youngest Daughter bought a rose quartz heart pendant, and I chose my favourite, fluourite.


More refreshment - tea and cake at the nearby Museum of Somerset Rural Life. A lovely day.

On Sunday we went out to Lyme Regis, a Georgian seaside town, a forty minute drive along the coast - almost in Devon. It is the favourite location of the Man Of the House, who loves to visit it on every opportunity. We have been there on a freezing day in winter, when he needed his obligatory Cornish Pasty to warm his hands (eaten while walking along the promenade along the sea coast). But today the sun was hot, and on this Easter Sunday the place was packed with visitors. This is the view outside the pasty shop.

The Town Crier was in full garb, and the MoH engaged him in conversation. (thats him in the white hat and the Town Crier in all his The lamp standards are the shape of ammonites, as the town is famous for its fossils - along the cliffs either side of the town. Its on the famous Jurassic coast after all.


Lyme Regis has a problem with landslip, and there has been a multi-million pound effort to try and stabilise the gardens (which were re-opened by Princess Ann last month). It was a world away from the bustle of the beach up there. Quite and calm with wonderful views along the coast.



Another lovely day. We left the seagull in peace.