Well here I am on holiday, and after a few computer and internet free days we’ve managed to persuade BT that we are genuine holiday cottage residents and we have the permission, the correct password, etc and we are at last ON the Net again!
Having also learned to love the computer-free, wi-fi-free life, while the wonderful AppleCrumble computer shop in town (Penzance) has been carefully giving my laptop a much-needed going-over, I am back as a digi-addict writer … not really what hols are for you might say.
So, rather than tell you all that here in West Cornwall we are having a cool-ish sea-misty day (yesterday was hot by Sennen Cove standards) I’ve re-blogged my ALLi-friend Carol Cooper’s lovely piece on the Great British Heatwave. You can also find a great piece on the hassle and tussle of being a writer full of creative ideas, by Debbie Young at Debbie Young’s writing life, which is what I’d have written if Debbie hadn’t. Don’t you love the shower gel illustration she’s posted?
Below two holiday snaps: the Farmers’ Market and Whitesands Beach. Stupidly, I forgot to snap pics of the huge yummy home-made macaroons we found to eat with our morning tea at Penlee Gallery yesterday – enormous, delicious, gluten-and-dairy free – congrats to the chef at the cafe!
And did you see the alignment of Jupiter & Venus last night? especially wonderful here as we hadn’t read it was happening, but suddenly observed it in the very clear sky.
The heat is of nostalgic magnitude. This is London, but for me there are echoes of summers long past in Washington DC, where pavements glued to your feet, or perhaps vice versa.
I got my DC driver’s license on just such a day, with my mini-skirted backside welded to the plastic seat of the VW Beetle and a dozen or so empty Coke cans rattling around in the back, a testament to the hours of practice I had put in for the test. The official Department of Motor Vehicles photo taken just afterwards shows sweat dripping off a victorious 16-year old face.
There was no respite by day, but sundown would bring honeysuckle-drenched evenings and the sweet sound of soul.
But, as I say, this is London 2015. The UK Government has already put out advice on dealing with the blistering heat wave (known in other countries as ‘summer’).
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