Comments on: Reflections on a short holiday

By: Steven Holmes

Steven Holmes — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 23:15:56 +0000

Not much decent fish and chips left any more, Sal. I only found one, after much searching.

By: sally

sally — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 20:32:47 +0000

It’s 10 years since I last lived in England and of course, I almost forgot exactly where Cornwall is. Perhaps it is time to come back and spend a summer hiking around the country while writing a Bill Bryson type of book in reverse. After all, fish and chips is the most wonderful food to a Brit when you can’t have some. It’s probably very soggy, salty and vinegary in reality.

Still, on cold, wet miserable days like we have had for the last fortnight in new York, my spirits have been sustained by the thought of hot crisp fish and chips. Funny, isn’t it?

By: Steven Holmes

Steven Holmes — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 23:18:28 +0000

I think that’s more or less what teenage girls should be doing, sharing their incredible “beauty” with other human beings, who long for it. I am taking cover now.

By: Vincent

Vincent — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 20:23:55 +0000

I remember well the beach at Tintagel: a steep rocky path, I think, and a cave which fills with the sea at high tide, so that you could be cut off and drown if you didn’t get away in time.

But what I remember best is being taken by my host there with a dozen or so teenage girls who all stripped naked for their swim. Whether he (my host) and I also stripped, I do not remember. I was visiting communes for somewhere to stay in 1971. This one ran a summer horse-riding school and my host’s wife, who had extra-marital pleasures of her own, permitted this one (and who knows what else?) to her husband.

By: bashi

bashi — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 20:07:54 +0000

After reading Stevens blog last night I felt I had been there … and through Cora’s eyes something different

although everything looks better when you are in love

umm will have to think about that?

like get another dog, find a lover and go to Cornwall! lol

By: Cora

Cora — Sat, 27 Jun 2009 19:23:36 +0000

My first acquaintance with Cornwall

So, I’ve seen a bit of the coast, from Bude to St Ives and villages in between, like for instance Tintagel. How strange these beaches are: all these rocks. Dutch beaches are always flat and consist of sand, nothing else. And how omnipresent is the movement of the tides…especially when you’ve chosen a place to sit in this tidal area.
And why don’t the English deep-fry their chips twice, instead of only one time…although the seagulls don’t seem to bother when they try to steal your food out of your fingers…

Apart from these new experiences, there were beautiful sunsets, breakers with a nice temperature, a fantastic landscape with magnificent glowing green hills, a bright, intense light, tiny narrow (quiet) roads and tracks…

Living in the UK, is this: living on an island, or is it living in an island…