Showing posts with label Exmoor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Exmoor. Show all posts
Saturday, 1 September 2012
Escape to Combe "Martian"
At last the weather has broken to be come just 'cloudy'. Parracombe to Combe Martin walk: five hour round trip down to the sea from 400ft Exmoor (and back). It's been ten years since I was fit enough to do this. There are some killer hills.
Listening to The Kills and audio book of Childhood's End
Listening to The Kills and audio book of Childhood's End
Wednesday, 21 March 2012
Where I live... in Beatle's Yellow Submarine
I've had a frankly surreal couple of years including working in Gibraltar, coming back to Exmoor in the middle of a Winter apocalypse,
then driving my car from there to Gibraltar.. and then driving it back (via the Arctic Circle)
then I got a job in Whitehall
then I got a job at the Guardian
(and started this blog)
possibly the flat out wierdest thing of the lot,
was being told when I got back to Parracombe
by a local mystic/wasted teenager
that the village in Exmoor in which we both live, was featured very briefly in a montage of British holiday postcards in Beatles YELLOW SUBMARINE (see below)
then driving my car from there to Gibraltar.. and then driving it back (via the Arctic Circle)
then I got a job in Whitehall
then I got a job at the Guardian
(and started this blog)
possibly the flat out wierdest thing of the lot,
was being told when I got back to Parracombe
by a local mystic/wasted teenager
that the village in Exmoor in which we both live, was featured very briefly in a montage of British holiday postcards in Beatles YELLOW SUBMARINE (see below)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
