That Riviera Touch

Just back from a few days in Devon. Crammed loads in - Ian Prowse at the Barrel House in Totnes; played a couple of songs myself at the Bay Horse; had some lovely meals (and dark beers) in the Albert just over the river, and came back with a rude mug, a rather splendid guitar charm, a classic Generation X badge and a signed copy of Rory Stewart's Politics on the Edge. We pulled in a a couple of away days too - Kingsbridge, Burnham-on-Sea and Burgh Island. And went to Torquay on the train for the afternoon.

If I could sum Torquay up in just four photos (I'm holding one back for July's Photo Challenge) then these would be them. Yes I know it's got loads of palm trees (not for nothing is it called the English Riviera) but I thought some fishing nets, a sand artist and the station footbridge at the station says far more about the town than a few fronds.

My Life in 10 Objects (#8)

I've been a tad distracted of late, so the latest instalment of MLITO (catchy, huh?) got temporarily jammed in the works while I was busy in the back putting out a few fires.

Today's object comes as part of a twofer, simply because the first object - when it's not in use - resides in the second. Let me explain:

Since James was old enough to throw, and catch, a ball, he's been throwing a frisbee with his old man - usually on beaches (and usually beaches in Devon).

When packing for holidays our Discraft Ultra-Star 175 (175 grams - weight is everything when it comes to frisbees) was every bit as important as a toothbrush or a clean pair of socks.

The action shot below shows perfectly the frisbee in mid-flight.



This was Slapton Sands in South Devon about ten years ago. (Looking at the clear blue sky I don't think thermals would have been an issue that day!)

James is coming up to Scotland with me in a couple of weeks - so no prizes for guessing what we'll be taking away with us.

And that second object? Like the frisbee, I've just remembered, it was bought in the same town (Totnes) and probably around the same time (c.1997). My rucksack - to be found in the bottom of my wardrobe - has been all over the world with me and, as I said above, it gives board and lodging to the frisbee in the close season. Today's object(s).