Gower. Rhossili to Mewslade Bay.
And so we finally got to the Gower. Driving west from Swansea as far as you could go to beautiful Rhossili. Memories of the early eighties came flooding back. The weather was glorious and we decide to do the simple walk to Mewslade Bay that we had done half a life time ago.
The walk starts in the National Trust car park at Rhossili.
Back in April, Andrew announced this very special competition.
The response was overwhelming. In all, over 5,000 entries from 80 countries. All online, by children using their imagination to dream up fantastical cars of the future. The winners in each category had their designs transformed by the Rolls-Royce design studio into dream-like creations. Some winners will get Rolls-Royce journeys to school with a friend. Here is the UK Winner.
There are dozens of entries filling this category. We have chosen a few, but suggest you go to the competition website to view all the others, where you can click on each picture to get the story behind it.
And then there were thousands who did not make the final selection, but are still in the competition archives. Representing the thrill of sending an entry to a competition that must be the first of its kind ever run by the makers of “The Best Car in the World”.
Lighting a Candle for Diddley
Memories of California
When they bought that record in Capistrano, you should know they already had it in England. Diddley just wanted it to play in the rented Chevy all the way back to Dave and Mar in Calimesa. Diddley loved the poet songwriters like Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen and Tom Waits. Maintaining that the words came first before the music. In Emmylou Harris she admired a beautiful lady growing older gracefully. Whose own long dark tresses turned white with the advancing years. And here are the words that inspired Diddley so much as we drove into Capistrano.
And here, before we put Capistrano back into the memory bank, is one more track as they headed east back to Calimesa.
“Here I am.”
Sir Cliff Richard is now 80. You may like to look back at the story we wrote about him in 2018.
Lighting a Candle for Diddley.
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When we attended the Gentle Author’s course in Spitalfields in 2016, we had no idea about blogging. The course was entitled “How to write a blog that people will want to read”. For us, we felt a need to express ourselves. A desire to honour the memory of Diddley. To have fun. We had a big gap in our lives to fill. Whether or not people wanted to read it was never the primary motive. It was not, and never will be, an ego trip. But we are only human, and we love to hear if you do like the stories. (more…)
Bertie: “Bobby, what are we doing today?”
Bobby: “We are going to Andrew’s. Morris the Mechanic is servicing the car’s brakes.” (more…)
They left Huntingdon Beach (Surf City USA) on a glorious morning to drive south down the Pacific Coast Highway. It was the last day of a week exploring the California Coast in the middle of a three week holiday with friends Dave and Mar. Old schoolfriends of Diddley’s, who had settled in California years before. Cruising in their rental Chevy, playing the Beach Boys.
Bertie: “Bobby – is it the last day of summer?”
Bobby: “Looks like it, Bertie. We are going to Dunsborough Park tomorrow and the forecast is cold and wet!”
Bertie: “Count me out.”
Bobby: “I already have!”
Bertie: “Thanks.” (more…)
Ivan Bunked off.
We welcome back our friend and visiting contributor Ivan Tucker. He bunked off the other day while we were still basking in the Indian summer. Walking locally, just west of Dorking. Denbies Hillside, The National Trust estate and Westcott. Just a record of late summer heading towards autumn. (more…)
The Purple Martin.
Some of our readers live a long way away. One such is Janis. Sister of our friend Rob. An English Rose, living with her husband in Arizona, US. Whilst retaining a love of the Surrey Hills, she embraces the wonders of American wildlife and, now and again, is able to share with us. We are privileged to follow her lead by sharing this New York Times article with you.