travelling independently!

Two weeks after my arrival in Dorset, I find myself travelling with my new friend, to yet another familiar place from the far distant past - in fact the first place I ever holidayed when not even six months old!

Cornwall, right down at the far end just north of Penzance. Fine views and lovely flowers.

after having been down there very peacefully for a week, she turns up; after three weeks. The small friends appear to have been on travels through France and Spain with her.

early autumn, dorset

I find myself once again in a suitcase and hauled off in cars and trains. This time my first visit to Dorset in over 35 years (memories of dampness, tents and seaside fog, also people paddling in wellington boots).

I am introduced to another mature Bear.

Then she's off and leaves me there!

Then October comes......

spring visit to winter

Having been a bit quite thought there should be an update, as travels have occurred beyond the weekly commute.
A visit was made to north Wales, having not been there for some 36 years or more there was a little bit of excitement! She has been several times in recent years, alone. This trip was for a memorial and celebration of the life of someone close to the family.

Nant Ffrancon (above)

Cwm Idwal (above)

as usual it was a bit grey, though mainly, on the saturday the weather was dry if very very windy. Snow on the tops.

I didn't travel to the hight bits, above Cwm Idwal, where the ashes were scattered and the boots hung up to rest. Though some close friends did.....see below

Scattering of ashes (above) Friends (2 rabbits & a bear) (below)

Am pleased to report that the accomodation at Idwal Cottage Youth Hostel was very comfortable.

our stockings

rough times

Not an entirely an easy month or so. A sad time. Which inevitably leads to difficult nights. This Bear has been on the floor many times, flattened under pillows and generally hurtled about.

A holiday, imminent, is being planned, will I go?

Nanteos Mansion

a trip was made to Nanteos Mansion, near Aberystwyth. An elegant place most suitable for a Bear. I had borrowed from the public library Malcolm Pryce's third novel on Aberystwyth - The Unbearable lightness of Being in Aberystwyth, excellent reading. A delightful room, with extensive bathroom was found for me, but disapointed that no-one arrived to light the open fire. Ah well.


2 bathroom details below:



In the morning I wandered along the front of the house finding comfortable places to reside, and watched the sun coming up over the hill. A charming vista.




Beautiful old kitchens, though a distinct lack of servants - at least it was quiet.




Nanteos Masion website here

unthinkable

something quite unthinkable has happened: I have been left behind when I would usually go. I suspect that we are both a bit lonely. Ho hum.