Hi folks looking back through my posts I realised I had never given an update on Jeff and Debbie’s story for a long time, in fact it was 2009 when I last wrote about us. Unfortunately the dream has come to an end, over 12 months ago we finally split, it was very sad for both of us and the reasons are quite complex, I feel to be fair to both of us it is better not to discuss them on here.
What I can say is that we had a fantastic four years of fun, caring and sharing our lives and I would never have missed it, we have agreed we would like to remain friends if that is possible but that we have both now moved on in our lives, who knows what the future holds
My thoughts as I have now become the age of 65+ and my efforts to show that age does not stop us having fun as well as opinions
25 Sept 2013
25 Aug 2013
Our Trip To Fistral Beach 21st August 2013
Today was a free day, so we discussed what we should do, I thought a visit to Fistral beach could be a good idea because of the fact it was more popular with the surfers, so we could take plenty of action photos of the surfers and the waves, Andy wanted to go into town for some souveniers also, we debated on the best way to travel and decided we would try with Andy walking for a while but take the wheelchair also. We set off on our travels, it was a pleasant walk in initially, its surprising what you see when you have the time, such as this young lady, she must of been very hungry and I am sure all that salt was not good for herwe continued through the town, stopped for a drink at a lovely little cafe and a rest, then on with the trip, we made steady progress, eventually we reached the beach, err well not quite because there was a steep slope down through the carpark, the cars did not seem to be bothered that we had a wheelchair, there was obviously plenty of surfing they may miss if they slowed down for us. Finally we got to a seating area, Andy and Brian felt they did not want to walk out to the sea(the tide was out) so they stayed whilst I went off to take some incredible photos, there were many surfers but going by how many kept falling off their boards they were still learning, not sure if the lack of large waves made a differencethere were a couple of more skilled people who managed, but nothing like we had seen on films, well it was a long trek back to join the othersthey were both pleased to9 see me as you can see by the photo, we then had the trek back up the hill, well no there was a small motorised vehicle we could use, well no as it was to high for Andy to climb on, you would of thought there would be some way to help people withy mobility issues to get back up the hill, instead we slowly climbed to the top and then had a walk into town, where we tried a real Cornish pastie, it seems it was Andys first ever, we had a rest then back to our walk, it was very busy in town, maybe because was the bank holiday weekend, also the sun was shining. We walked back to the hotel, well Brian pushed Andy and I walked along supervising and taking photosthen back for a shower and rest before our evening meal and a further trip after to take more photosthis was a jellyfish some young girls found it was quite large, we also took more photos of the sunset, there seemed to be more people about this eveningthere were also a number of surfers out as well, tonight was the first night of Celebrity Big Brother so I said to Brian that I wanted to have a look who was in it this time so we agreed I would go back earlier, I have to say I was disappointed with the people I saw go into the house that night
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Our trip home 23rd August 2013
We had an early start,but when I looked out of the window there was a beautiful sunrise so I took a photo, then went out trying to get better ones but the houses obscured it
up at 6am packed then an early breakfast before setting off, finally we were all loaded, 10 minutes into the trip John the driver announced we were turning back because he had forgotten some paperwork, did this then back off again, the traffic was much worse because it was a bank holiday weekend, when we stopped it was crowded at the service area, but also the drinks were dearer than on the way down, which seems very odd. I nodded off for a while, the traffic was travelling very slowly, there was a serious accident on the other side with miles and miles off traffic backed up. We had a further 3 stops before we got to our first drop off and another couple of accidents seen along the way, all the service areas were busy, Andy and I chatted part of the time and I also tried to catch up with my blog as well as reading a little more of the William novel until the battery ran down. The traffic was still busy, eventually we got to Oldham, Andy rang to check about the taxi, finally we reached the centre of Manchester and the street we should of gone down, the only problem was the bottom had been closed off for some reason so I told John to carry on a little longer on main road, we quickly unloaded, but where was the taxi, finally we spotted him down a side street, we loaded up then off home, first Brian, then me and finally Andy. When I got in, back to reality sortede out my case and loaded the washer, looked at the clock it was 8.30pm it had taken over 12 hours for the trip, dont think I will be doing that sort of trip by coach for the foreseeable future, now just need to have a rest and relax over the weekend.
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