One is silver and the other gold

Well I tried the doing a different blog style, but I didn’t enjoy it as much so I decided to come back here. I have been keeping pretty busy. My husband and I found a synagogue up the street from us that we like very much. I volunteer there on Mondays at the gift shop, have Torah study on Thursdays and sometimes Hebrew study on Wednesday evenings if I have been good and actually studied during the week. As of late I have not been good, which does nothing to improve your skills when trying to learn a new language. Tsk to myself I say, tsk tsk.

I am also thinking of joining a woman’s boxing class up at my local gym, still toying with the idea but I’ve always thought it would be rather fun. Watched Million Dollar Baby one too many times probably and man is that a sad movie. I also am taking my lovely shephed Tesla-pup out for hour long walks in the evening. The exercise is good for us and I like working with simple training for her. My other dog, Freya-pup is jealous as all get-out, so maybe in the morning I will walk with her too. She’s my roly-poly white fluff, I know the exercise will do her some good.

Other stuff has gone on, holidays, birthdays, friends and family. I shall endeavor to keep this all updated, with lots of photos. 🙂

peace out,

Shula

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All those who wander are not lost

Well my friends, I have decided to keep this as a travel blog solely. Connected to this one though is the blog I have started for my usual life back home in good old Kentucky. It is titled kyhomegirls.wordpress.com I hope it is enjoyed as much as this one is/was.
I would add more about how this trip to England ended, but I would rather just move on, suffice to say that the trip ended alright and my Mom and I made it home safe and sound. I do look forward to, when I do travel anywhere, adding to this one again. See you soon, I hope, on the other one.
hugs and kisses,
Shula

Happiness is memories shared

Well once again I have failed to update from the night previous. I have a good reason though, honest. I stayed up late watching ‘Elephants can remember’ on ITV and then stayed up another hour or so transferring photos from the trip from my computer to Mom’s computer. By the time the photos were completely done, I was done-in as well and sank into sleep.
Yesterday was a fairly low key day. Mom and I got up, had breakfast, took the first of our walks, came back. Mom helped Grandma work on the garden and I started in on the transference of photos. While we did all of that Grandma made a delicious Sunday roast. But by far, I think the best part of the day, was when Grandma and I made some of her delicious rock cakes together. So called rock cakes because they are shaped like rocks. My Grandma is a brilliant cook and to be able to watch what she does and participate a bit was really wonderful. She also gave me the recipe and a few others so I can make them at home.
Today my Cousin Simon is coming over, and Grandma is making her leg of lamb (yes!), with mint sauce (yes! yes!), yorkshire puddings (yes! yes! yes!), roasted potatoes (yes!), some veg (because I am trying to be health conscious, yes!), and some sort of pudding (woohoo!). So a day of good company and excellent food is ahead of me! Hope all is well for everyone else.
Hugs and kisses,
Shula

“Brain Freeze?” “No! Brain Wave!”

Ahhhh Hot Fuzz, you delightful, zany and fun movie you. The title of today’s post, (well this post is technically for yesterday) is all due to the Cornetto ice-cream I had at one of the rest stops we made on our journey from the beauty of Cornwall to the loveliness of my Grandma’s house. Auntie Jo, Mom and I made one last trip to Newquay after straightening up the apartment we had stayed in. Mom bought me a lovely pink sundress and a bolo jacket to go over it, as well as some chandelier earrings of gold and pink. I actually took off my amber necklace (shocking, I know) to wear the earrings as they really do go beautifully with my phoenix tattoo and the purple shirt I was wearing. Mom also bought the cutest Doc Marten boots I have ever seen. Black canvas with roses all over them, if I had had the money I would have bought a pair as well. I also picked up a sheer pink scarf with butterflies all over it, it is large enough that I can use it to cover my hair on hot summer days, a bit of color in the cold winter months, many uses I think. I also picked up Mom a Union Jack bandana for her work at the art studio she owns in LaGrange.
After the flurry of shopping (all very good deals don’t you know) we picked up as well our last Cornish ice-creams. Auntie Jo had raspberry I think, Mom had rum and raisin and I had chocolate. Everyone sing with me now… decadence! Also cornish pasties for the trip home.
We all bundled into the car, poor Auntie Jo’s car was not happy about us and all of the shopping and bags and what-not but it persevered. Mom and I switched places at one of the rest stops, she curled up into the back and I sat up front. While upfront I read to Auntie Jo from my Nook. An Agatha Christie novel called ‘Elephants can remember.’ Normally I do voices and such but not for that amount of time. We only had 73 pages left by the time we got to Grandma’s house so I skipped to the last chapter to see if we were right, I admit I was totally wrong. Not bad Agatha!
I am off now to go have a cup of morning tea with Grandma, see about breakfast.
Hugs and kisses,
Shula

Sunset at the beach at 10pm. So beautiful even so.

Sunset at the beach at 10pm. So beautiful even so.

Wine Women and Song

I thought the title of this post appropriate, given that it is Auntie Jo, Mom and I that have occasionally sung today (well definitely sat down while dancing slightly) and are currently drinking wine. I also figured I would post what bits we have got up to today before I drink any more wine so at least this post is coherent.
Mom had a lie-in this morning while Auntie Jo and I walked along the beach. I did not take the camera with me this morning to give my tendons a bit of a break. The tide was quite far out along the shore so we could have walked along the beach all the way around to Porth. Which is where we had walked yesterday to the Mermaid Inn doing the cliff walk. I think the walk along the beach would have been quicker, as long as the tide was kept in mind. While on the walk met a lovely springer-spaniel named Maisey who loved to chase the ball around. She was very sweet (don’t worry Freya and Tesla not as sweet as you) and would bring the ball back to whomever had thrown it. Apparently, according to her owners, the last time they were down there with her was when the beach was full and she would take the ball to a new person each time, after that person had thrown it three times, very smart dog. Earlier in our walk I had pointed out to Auntie Jo the human foot prints surrounded by the the circle of excited dog prints all along the beach. It was nice to have met the dog who had so decorated the walk this morning.
When we got back made baked beans on buttered toast, some decaf green tea (out of milk for my black tea, oh well), chatted with one of the apartment guys who had come to fix the slowly dying smoke alarm. He was very nice, chatting about this and that of Cornwall, his brother lives up near where my Aunt lives now. We could not decide what to do next, so I looked up various places on the Internet. By doing so, come to find out that Newquay, which we have visited before had a pub that the building had been around in various guises since the Domesday book. Too cool to pass up so we headed there for lunch. The food was gorgeous! Mom and I had lamb shanks with a wine and mint sauce, peas and chips while Auntie Jo had mussels, chips and a salad. We also tried their prawn cocktail. All of the food was beyond delicious. Our waitress/bartender Sarah was a really lovely person as well, she really went out of her way to make sure we were happy. I had a beer called ‘The Big Job’, a Cornish Ale I think, very smooth, slightly fruity, really wonderful. I am going to try and find it again. Now we are back in the apartment we rented, Mom and Auntie Jo are on the balcony reading in the sunlight and drinking wine. I think I am going to curl up on the bed in the sunshine with some Sherlock Holmes, listen to the surf and drink my wine too. I gave Mom her early birthday pressie from me with a lovely card witha fox on the front. Auntie Jo loves hares, I found a card for her at the Lost Gardens of Heligan along with a bee made out of willow pieces. Mom and I got it for her as a thank you gift for how wonderful she has helped make our vacation. Hmmm I see Cornwall ginger cookies….
Hugs and kisses,
Shula
http://taverninn.co.uk/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newquay

What goes up must eventually go up again

Did you know you could get tendonitis from taking photos? I found out this morning. I took over 300 photos yesterday, and every day on this trip I have averaged about 50-70 photos. By how my arm was aching this morning you would have thought I had been doing mad push-ups or something. Nope, just taking photos, I do think they were well worth it though. We all woke up early-ish, around 6am and kind of dozed in and out. It is what vacations are for, after-all, right?
I made a breakfast of scrambled eggs on toast with some roasted tomatoes and the copious cups of tea of course. As we munched and drank our tea we talked about what to do with our day. One thing we decided on in particular was to spend an extra day here since we were/are having such a nice time. So instead of leaving Cornwall to head back to my grandma’s tomorrow night we will be doing so Saturday instead. We also decided to do one of the cliff walks today, it totaled 6 miles round trip which is a nice walk. The hills though, as I am sure you all can imagine, phew. I took some beautiful photographs, but you knew I would, didn’t you?
We stopped in Porth at the Mermaid Inn and had a nice lunch. Our waiter Tom was efficient and sweet with a beautiful Northern accent (all planets have a North). A lovely old lady (just 80 as she told us, as I had admired her amber earrings, which she had been given for her 80th birthday) stopped by our table as we were eating our chips from our various meals. She mentioned something about a diet and how decadent all the chips passing her table looked. When she stopped by at another point, it was to regale us with a tale of how despondent and miserable all the old people in the hotel lobby looked that she had seen that morning. We all cracked up as she clearly is full of vigor. Her hat was lovely as it made her look like a bluebell flower and I know you all know what those look like now given the copious amounts of pictures I took of them yesterday.
After dinner we made our way home, Mom is out like a light on the sofa bed, Auntie Jo has just finished her tea, I think I might either head for the cold ocean or a cold shower as I feel like i got quite a bit of sun today (no worries I wore plenty of sunscreen). Also, Gemma, keep an eye out in the photos and see if you can spot the fairy entrance we found for you.
Hugs and kisses,
Shula

Beware! Bluebells Ahead!

Well clearly we found the Internet here in Cornwall as I’ve been posting the posts I wrote over the past couple days whole hoc. I happened to be sitting on the floor with Mom’s computer and noticed it was asking if it could hook up to the Internet and well there you go. We went to the Lost Gardens of Helegan, they are beautiful! After the Lost Gardens went to Mevagissey, a beautiful harbor town. We had dinner at the Fountain Pub and then walked around. I think one reason why I am so drawn to the sea is from my years when I was younger living in Jacksonville Florida. While walking back to the car park I stumbled on some cobblestones and in trying to avoid spraining my right ankle I rammed my right hand into the side of the house. Thus this post will be short as my pinky and ring finger ache enough that typing is uncomfortable. The pictures will more than make up for it, I promise you.
Hugs and kisses,
Shula
Ps At the car park Mom asked the attendant where he thought the best restaurant was, he whipped a paper map out of a box, tore it in half (“you don’t need that bit”) and wrote in pen where the best places were, loved it.
Pps While waiting for some photos to upload to another post I can hear a blackbird singing and it is pitch black out at 11pm. It makes me smile to know that the Beatles were not just using poetic license.

http://www.heligan.com/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mevagissey