Monday, 19 November 2012

Durlston Castle through Time

Last Sunday saw Susan, Sam and I set off to Swanage with the aim of finding Durlston Castle. The Castle and great Globe are just part of the curious legacy of George Burt, a Victorian entrepreneur also known as the 'King of Swanage'. In Durlston bay, the remains of tiny prehistoric mammals found within the layers of Purbeck Limestone reveal the story of life 135 million years ago. This region is now know as the Jurassic Coast World Heritage Site. Admission is free but you have to pay for parking, £3.00 per day, so worth a visit. We walked through the time trail which takes you from the car park to the castle. For every step you take it is meant to represent 1 million years in time, with modern man located in this time line just 5 mm before the last post which is the present.

We walked through the castle and down to the globe and then along the cliff path, the view is breath taking as you look over the English Channel. This is a good walk to see Dolphins and  sea birds and ends at the Anvil lighthouse. Coming back through the nature reserve takes you higher up and through some natural forest to the entrance of the castle. We deserved a cuppa and I was able to photograph a fish eagle flying over the bay. Great place to bring children and dogs, also sells good food and chilled wine.

What of the last week you might ask. Not much as the clement weather kept all but the hardy amount us indoors, I took Sam for his daily walk, in wind and rain it was walkies time. What happened? Gary did another business takeover, not a hostile one I might add, good move from the sounds of it.

Ben from Oz is growing an inch a day and is just too cute, Lily spoke to Granny Susie Pie on Skype and made her day. Susan also saw Benji and that crown it all off.

Christmas will be great as we will be able to talk to the Dickens and the Middlesmiths at once, Ho Ho Ho. We will watch them opens presents and toast the spirit of Christmas together. Robert is very keen on not messing with Christmas, quiet one at home, just us, he is happy to have Margaret but I get the feeling that is it. We will see.
Back to presents, I need socks, blue, brown and red if possible, you can never have enough socks. A bottle of wine and loads of cheese, salami and olives. I will get the rolls. Now that is me settled, what about YOU?
Till anon.

Friday, 9 November 2012

Life is sometimes...

Life is sometimes a benediction, but it is more often than not a journey. Our enchanted moment help us to change course and sometimes sends us off in search of our dreams. Yes, we are going to struggle, we will fall and we will experience many disappointments – but all of this is momentary, it leaves no permanent scar. One day we will look back with satisfaction, at the journey we have taken.
There is only one thing greater than being alive and that is love. I’m going to fight for love. There are some things in life that are worth fighting for to the end.
As the day grow shorter and the nights colder, I feel more at one with my writing and have neglected my blogs. I am happy to say my book is progressing well, it has been a long journey of waking in the night and writing the next section in my head before I sleep again. Funny thing, as I get older I forget something’s but where I left off I never forget.
Now for the news, I have started a story of my life when I started farming. It starts in those heady days at a farm in the Orange Free State near Bethlehem. The plan is to finish a section and then blog it and await your proof reading/critic. To set you in the mood, think of Russell with shoulder length hair ploughing through the night, dust coated and red eyed, he ploughed for a straight 19 hours. As I said heady days.
This journey will take you through violent thunder storms only the Free State can bring, the humidity of Natal and rain. Life changing drought and Violet, a awarding winning cow who followed me around.
Enjoy your weekend and if you remember anything from your past and want to remind me, please do.