A Few Showers.

We had a sunny start but the occasional heavy showers made us abandon our plan of walking around Morte Point and instead we drove out to Lynmouth. After a scenic drive through Exmoor we took in the sights of the pretty seaside village, visiting the the Memorial Hall filled with information about the dreadful flood of 1952,

 and watching the cliff railway ascending the steep hill to Lynton.

We stopped in one of the many cafes for hot pasties. We all chose beef and Stilton, a slight divergence from the traditional pasty filling but very tasty. 

As we walked along we were treated  to the sight of a rainbow over the sea.

We also visited some of the many shops, mostly filled with very nice but expensive things. Laura bought some pink piggy sheepskin mittens for her niece while I stood there stroking one of the sheepskin rugs piled up on a table. Laura and Romas were also very taken with the paintings and prints by Maurice Bishop in the gallery made up of many linked rooms. Mr Bishop runs the place and while they fell in love with one of his original paintings the price tag of £550 was a bit out of their range and they bought 2 small prints instead. Very commercial work but rather romantic and appealing.

When we got back home Romas got out the roof ladders and cleaned out the gutters around the front of the house. I also climbed up the ladders and cut back the roses and honeysuckle growing over the windows. That's a job I hadn't been looking forward to. After a supper of sausage and mash we ended the evening with a  cosy fire in the woodburner. I've finally heard that I don't need to teach tomorrow morning so I don't have to get up early tomorrow.