Woke at 6.30 this morning and lay there listening to the crashing waves on the shingle - pulled back the curtains and looked out on a sombre sea and clouds enveloping the cliff tops of Golden Cap and Black Venn. The Jurassic coast swathed in a grey mist defeating any sunrise .Startled then by a different crash, V was over and so the day started .
Later in the morning I sat in the bay window watching the clouds scurrying across the bay and the huge white plumes of spray as they cascaded over the Cobb's walls, the Cobb is the name of the harbour in Lyme .Along the promenade bent figures huddled under umbrellas which threatened to take off with Mary Poppins gusto .Even the dogs looked dejected only the gulls wheeled round seemingly oblivious of the wind and rain . Then as often happens in Lyme it all changed - to the west the sky lightened and gradually little patches of blue pushed the clouds aside until they became bigger patches of blue and the sun brightened our day . Brollies were snapped shut , raincoats shed and faces turned skywards to the warming sun .
Then a very pleasant surprise a knock on the door and there was Flicka one of our site friends. She lives not far away from Lyme and was intrigued about Library Cottage as her father had come to this cottage for his holidays after the First World War.What a small world . She was one of the founder members of the PSP association - her sister was a sufferer and Flicka is often on here giving support and encouragement .
Later I managed to get V to the pub ( essential ) for supper .Eating in public fills her with horror but the promise of a large glass of red wine helped her overcome her fears .As I pushed V back home after supper we looked across the bay and one could see the whole length of the coast from Lyme right round to Portland Bill. Golden Cap , the highest pout on the south coast lived up to its name . The late evening sun striking its golden peak as it gazes impassively out to sea as it has done for countless eons and will continue to do so long after we are gone .It's my favourite view and one which I can't really find the words to describe all I can say is that it does something to me inside .
Georgepa
