A Brilliant Day.

Woke this morning to absolutely wonderful weather. So off we went for a walk around Morte Point. There were still many people around especially as it was such a fine and warm day but even so there were plenty of lovely views. One lady we passed pointed out a group of gannets out at sea and although she was convinced there were dolphins there I think that was sheer optimism and the fact that she had been told they are often seen near diving gannets. We did see a couple of seals bobbing about in the water people watching as they waited for the tide to drop so they could sunbathe on the rocks.

Our usual coffee stop bench was occupied so we carried on around the headland and for once this sheltered spot was free. It was so peaceful sitting there in the warmth listening to the water (no waves today), lapping around the rocks below.

When we got home there was a bit of a disaster. Water was dripping down from the bathroom into the ground floor toilet. Unlike previous times this has happened it was not caused by the bath overflowing but by a leaking pipe. Our mis-matched plumbing system has always been a challenge and there was a lot of angry muttering from Peter as he tried to find the right valve to turn off and the tools to at least do a temporary fix. A plumber friend will be coming round to fix it properly but not until Monday.

It was a relief to me to be able to disappear off to collect my friend and go and watch the fireworks display in town. With the earlier carnival and the weekend fair (a tradition that goes back over 1,000 years) the whole town was in holiday mode. A fitting way to celebrate the autumn equinox.

After watching the fireworks from the bridge we walked with the crowd over to the fair itself. Past the stalls selling food and into the main fairground with all the games and rides. There is such a sense of excitement with the flashing lights, the screams from those brave enough to ride the dizzying 'big rides' and the music throbbing right through your body. 

For me it is as much fun to simply wander through the fairground soaking up the atmosphere and watching everyone enjoying themselves. Many local people have visited the fair every year since they were small children and we kept meeting friends as well as many former pupils. It all added to the enjoyment of the evening.

While never being brave enough for the seriously stomach churning rides and not feeling mended enough to crash around in the dodgems I was perfectly happy to ride the carousel horses, twice. I waved gaily to a lad from one of my classes and the look on his face was priceless. I mean, how can an old person like a teacher be on a roundabout?