I enjoyed that programme too. I am so glad that scene is unchanged since I saw it decades ago.
Lucille, as September begins, I am shocked to discover how long it has been since I last visited and left a comment on your excellent blogs. (Twas the post re your traveling son's birthday and his birth day.)As I have been scrolling backwards to that springtime , I kept thinking, "Didn't I see that post and leave a comment," but then quickly realized that time must have flown without my noticing.Many apologies to you. I admit to spending more time over in IG land, but also having been doing some actual painting, and devoting a fair amount of time to communicating with my elected governmental representatives and various media about the state of what's been going on over here.I'm now going to treat myself to a complete tour of your blogs that I have missed, Might leave very brief comments, but most likely will return here if there is something that I'd truly like to communicate.Hoping that you will forgive my absence. xo
Absolutely no apology needed Frances. I'm always delighted to hear from you and all my 'regulars' but am just as remiss about leaving comments too these days. Real life keeps us all so busy.
That did make me laugh - thank you Lucille.
No cart - I want my money back! I've never been there in person but I know the painting so well from childhood Sunday lunches at my granny's house where I used to sit opposite a print of The Hay Wain. It feels quite odd to see the actual scene - like stepping into an imaginary world.
Hee hee. Tell it like it is, visitor. For more frank opinions by disappointed folk, try https://www.buzzfeed.com/hilarywardle/never-visit-these-scottish-places?utm_term=.ylgwk8dZ4#.gvykNlBvR
I had to send this link to Pam of 'In This Life'. Priceless.
Thank you! I did greatly enjoy these. It reminded me of one time when my parents were on a balcony of a hotel admiring a wonderful view (can't remember where - Alps? Lake Como?) and as the blazing sun sank beneath the stunning horizon, a Scottish lady, who'd been sitting wordlessly gazing at the scene, said to her husband, "Getting chilly," and they silently departed.
And as an antidote, that has reminded me of the time we were on the beach at Camber Sands under a long bank of dark grey cloud which began to clear with a sharply delineated line to clear blue sky. As it moved, the blue sky brightened and as the sun was slowly revealed the people on the beach cheered and applauded!
Oh that link is hilarious!!