Thursday, 10 December 2009

Bells and Alpacas

PhotoStory Friday
Hosted by Cecily and Rachael


Photos copyright: Maggie May


This post has been in my draft folder for ages....... so it needs an airing!
I will post you with an update of my treatment and progress next post.

Back in the summer holiday my son, Sam, asked me to go with him to Topsham in Devon, where he was going to be dancing with the Morris Dancing group that he belongs to. I realise that some people overseas will not know what that is but if I say British folk dancing with sticks and bells then you will get the general idea.
The weather around that time had been glorious so I was quite eager to go with them.



First hiccup was when Sam realised that he had left the children's car seats in his wife's car. She was somewhere in a different town, but all was not lost, she had gone by train and had left her car a few miles away. Sam whizzed across the city and got the car seats and off we went.
Five minutes into the journey I realised that I had left my handbag that contained all my money and mobile phone and camera at home and had just picked up the bag with the family things for the journey in it. Son very kindly agreed to go back and get it. We were now running slightly late.

We were supposed to cross the Clifton Suspension Bridge but when we got there it was closed. That meant a huge detour. This was getting serious.
Sam phoned the group to say he would be missing the first set of dances and apologised. We hurtled along the motorway ( safely.)
"Look at the map and tell me which exit to get off," Sam asked me. This was the map that the Morris Dancing team had given us. Very scant directions.
I studied the map but there was no information to say which exit to get off.
I rang a friend of Sam, who was also going and he had been delayed too, because of the bridge. He gave the right exit number and rang back several times to see how we were getting on with the journey. He had been before.

Millie said she wanted to pee and couldn't wait, so we had to waste more time going to a Service Station.
We started off again and the phone went. I explained we were just coming off the motorway and there was a sort of silence on the other end. Turned out it wasn't Sam's friend but a man wanting him to look at a kitchen to see if he could do some work for him. Sam is a carpenter. We had a good laugh about that and after a few wrong turnings found the way into the harbour side where the Morris Dancing was taking place.
Arriving in the car park, Sam had to go behind some bushes to change into his Morris Dancing trousers. *Don't let anyone think he is a flasher* I was secretly praying.


All was well. The dancing had started but Sam was able to carry on with the rest of the group and his friend, who had also been delayed because of the bridge closure was there just ahead of us too.

From then on, things started to get better. The girls found a friend to play with and a group to keep an eye on them, while I was free to explore the beautiful High Street. A small road steeped in history. I had a good half hour to myself and took some great photos that I will be able to use for a different post. We had lunch in a large room belonging to a pub and we were full to bursting by the time we had finished. I really don't know how Sam managed to dance after that as he had three more sessions of dancing to do.

We went to several different sites and had to walk through the countryside to get to the last engagement which was by a farm. There was a short cut, (we were told) through a lane. All the Morris dancers seemed to have disappeared. We waited and waited for about ten minutes. After a while, Sam rang his friend and asked where they all were.
"Waiting for you," was the reply. They had set off in a different direction from the back of the pub and we were waiting in the front. The friend told us the way was by some railway lines.
We passsed the lines and didn't see anyone and we walked for what must have been a mile. The children were really tired by now and had to be coaxed and bribed to carry on.
After several phone calls, the friend realised that we had taken a huge detour of about a mile and a half out of our way. We had completely missed the small lane by the railroad crossing that was only a five minute walk and had crossed a bridge and walked straight on.
Sam was really tired by now and had to dance for another hour or more without stopping.



However,the children were very happy because they had arrived near a children's play area and next to some farm animals in different pens. The sheep and alpacas had just been fed and were munching their way through huge cabbages. The sheep were enjoying them very much but the alpacas were daintily picking at them without as much relish. The noise of the sheep munching was really loud. I watched for ages. It doesn't take much to keep me happy!
In case you are looking for cabbages in the above picture, the photo was taken before the cabbages were brought to the field in a wheelbarrow and somehow or other I missed the opportunity to take more of them munching.

Eventually the dancing was done and we all sat and talked for a bit and ate nibbles and suitable drinks for the drivers.
Just before sunset, we started off for home. Girls fell asleep in the car and this time we had to stop off for a toilet break for Sam.
I can assure you that everyone fell into bed that night very quickly and slept very soundly. How do I know that? Well they were all at my place for another sleep over.







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31 comments:

lailani said...

Sounds festive! Well, after the starting and stopping - hehe.

Have a great evening!

Nessa said...

Wow, what a trip. Glad it turned out so well.

Car Goes Boom

Bernie said...

I was exhausted just reading about your day......so glad you had the day with your son and grandchildren Maggie.....:-) hugs

Teacher's Pet said...

Maggie...I hadn't read this before, and it was a delight to read it.
I started the first smile at 'forgetting the car seats'...
I've been there...done that!...and there's nothing to do but turn back and get them...
Then, on to the bridge closing.
I'm thinking as I'm reading,"Is Sam going to get there?" :))
I read (with pleasure)...after only a few more delays that he did...and a great day was had by all.
Alpacas are so beautiful.
It sounds like your day was too.
Thank you for sharing.
Smiles and hugs to you, my friend,
Jackie

lakeviewer said...

Wonderful story of a family event that ended well. Hope your health treatments are going well.

SandyCarlson said...

Mhmm...Beautiful post. The Morris Dancers around here used to show up at the Irish festivals and do their thing. Just happy to do it, and they were a nice change.

The Things We Carried said...

That sounds like something that might happen to me :)! LOVE the dancing picture!

Maggie, thank you for your comment at my blog tonight. I was terrified to post it and of the responses that may come. Thank you!

I am praying for you and think of your family quite often. Hope you are fairing okay!

Fat, frumpy and fifty... said...

a tome of a post and a heck of a day!!

thinking of you Maggie..


saz aka FFF

Suburbia said...

lovely story :) Isn't it funny how some days just turn out to be tricky from the start?!

Lovely summery sky in that last pic.

Ayak said...

My goodness...what a lot of rushing about. I felt quite exhausted reading about it. But it turned out to be a lovely day didn't it? That's all the matters.

Working Mum said...

Lovely post. That bit about it being dancing with sticks and bells made me laugh! Wasn't it serious being late for the dancing? Whenever I've seen Morris dancers it's been very intricate stuff!

Hilary said...

I'll bet you all had sore feet after that wonderful but directionally challenging day. I love your photos and you made me feel like I was right there with you.. getting lost and all. :)

Please know that my thought truly are always there with you, Maggie. Thinking the best for you, my friend.

Kelli @ Gohn Crazy said...

Sounds like quite the day, but what a neat trip. Wonderful pictures!!

Suldog said...

Despite the early mishaps, sounds like a fun day was had. Good for you!

jinksy said...

Can't beat Home Hotel, eh?!!

Rose said...

Whew! It's a wonder Sam had any energy left at all for dancing! Glad you all managed to find the right place after all those detours. I bet the granddaughters loved the alpacas--they have the most beautiful eyes.

Hope all is going well with you.

Eddie Bluelights said...

A great day out Maggie - all this Morris Dancis sounds a bit strenuous though - they must be pretty fit although if they arrive late that makes it easier I suppose LOL ~ Eddie

Expat mum said...

Ooh how exciting, I've never "met" a real Morris Dancer before. I wrote about them in my book and was taken to task by an American living in London who claimed I'd made them up.

San said...

Despite the misadventures early in the day, it all turned out lovely. I'm glad you aired this one, Maggie.

Brian Miller said...

loved it. a little tricky along hte way but ends well...as it usually does with fam. enjoyed the pics as well. intrigued by the dancing, but T was a dance major, so...

cheshire wife said...

An eventful day out which turned out well in the end. I hope that everybody enjoyed it as much as you did.

lisaschaos said...

What an adventuresome day!

Wendy said...

What an adventure! Alls well that ends well - thank goodness. I love the alpacas and sheep - they look so cute!

latree said...

makes me want to dance along ;)

Cheryl said...

It sounded like it turned out to be a very special day, despite the hectic start. What a wonderful fun for everyone. I LOVE ALPACAS, they are so cute and sometimes they seem to pose for the camera.

I've been thinking about you, hoping your treatments are going well.
XOXOXO

aims said...

Ah! Thanks Maggie! I spent a whole day trying to remember what kind of dancing it was. All I know about it was some reference to it on Red Dwarf....I had never heard of it before that.

Sniffles and Smiles said...

Hello, dearest Maggie...I was quite surprised to see you up, out, and about as I remembered that you were having your first treatment this past week...Has anyone told you that you are an INCREDIBLE lady??? I have been praying all week that the treatment would not make you so very ill...My heart is with you!

This post, however, shows no sign of illness and at the same time, is also absolutely delightful!! What fun the dancing is...I wish I could join you... although I am sorry that there was such a journey to get there!! I thoroughly enjoyed reading about all your adventures. But I must admit, just reading about all that walking, dancing, and driving, I find I am now ready for a nap... LOL...

And your photography, as always, is simply gorgeous!! I really enjoyed this post, from start to finish!! So glad you treated us to a day out with you, Sam, and your wonderful grandchildren! Love you! Janine XO

Life with Kaishon said...

What a wonderful story. I love it! Very special memories. What a day. Some days are like that though, aren't they? If anything can go wrong it does! And then everything turns out ok in the end! PHEW!

The Green Stone Woman said...

What an adventurous day you had. And those girls lasted all that day too. That's quite admirable. I hope the food and drink were good. You all deserved the best.

Emily said...

Wow...that's quite a day! Glad he made it to dance and it all worked out in the end!

Carrie and Troy Keiser said...

What a adventure!