Celtic Terrors Summer Holiday Dogblog 2011, 24, Saturday 13th August 2011
Hey – HIS buildings today – no chapels! Just some warehouses in Totnes. Apparently he has some old photos of where we’re going today and wants to see what’s happened to them. He also has memories of coming here as a kid.
Must be dim memories – a long time ago!
Then she spotted a shop – and we’re waiting outside with him for HOURS!
It was only fifteen minutes.
Yes, but to him it was HOURS!
Then we walked up Totnes High Street – the higher you went the weirder it got until we were in another country. Think it was the substances rising.
Didn’t like it much.
Me neither. And then they found a bookshop, but both came out disappointed. Then off to Kingsbridge, where they discovered they didn’t have enough change for parking. So on to Frogmore for lunch.
Very good brie, just the right creaminess and liquidity with perfect flavour.
Didn’t get enough of it, though
Not very sandy though, difficult to walk on. Says it’s Slapton Sands.
Slapton Shingle more like. We’re not allowed in the water. Too steeply shelving, whatever that means.
There’s a monument here. Must be something to do with that tank at the other end of the beach.
Hey there’s a lighthouse!
When are they going to finish?
When are you going to get a decent jokes module?
This one’s OK – get it with my poetic license – and it’s free.
Opinions may differ. And now on again bit narrow. Why doesn’t one of those cars back up to allow the others through?
Just what he’s saying, but with less printable language.
I like this town. What’s the river?
How do you know?
Read the map.
Now that was a great walk. And the coffee for them and biscuits for us.
Now we’re going by boat!
Think it’s called a ferry.
Do they live at the end of the garden?
Boats like this.
I’m going to regret this – why?
Because then you’d have ferries at the bottom of the garden.