Care of Mum

I just have to make one more excuse, and then that’s it for now. My mum has come down from Wirral to visit me, the first time since I’ve been here. I may have made her feel a little guilty, reminding her that she visited my sister many times in the three years she was here. I’m here for only one year, and that is almost half way through (oh my!) so here she is. After facing several motorways and two A roads, driving at low speeds - tankers have been known to overtake my mum on the motorway - she arrived safely on Friday evening. My room is very small so she is staying at a nice bed and breakfast on Melville Road. We spent Saturday walking through town getting very damp and windblown, and today getting extremely windblown, though not wet at Marazion and Mousehole.

We’d been expecting severe weather today, but it seemed to have blown itself out last night, with a few lashing rain showers and shrieks from the wind. Today has been beautiful on the whole. The sun was shining bright, and the sea was turquoise at Marazion. Luckily enough, we arrived as the tide was out enough for us to walk over the causeway. We almost were blown away, but persevered and were rewarded when we arrived on the island by a contingent of firemen strolling about and doing things with very long hoses. We watched for a little while, and then battled our way back along the beach against the wind.

Mousehole was also lovely. Cold, but bright, and the cold was entirely my own fault for not dressing adequately again. I did however get two new tops from New Look yesterday, care of mum, and I had them both on. I probably got chilled indulging yet again in ice cream at Jessie’s Dairy. I was powerless to resist this time Ginger Fairing and Fudge ice cream. Mum was weak also and had ginger with chocolate. It was a good day out, and as mum had never been there, I felt in a responsible position for taking her there. She even coped with me driving, which is not something she usually likes. I’m really not bad, although I must confess that at the moment I have no rear view mirror after it dropped off, and she only held onto the door handle a couple of times. Being driven makes her nervous. By anyone. Not just me. And she did say I pulled off a marvellous parallel parking feat.