This is our fifth day in the land called 'Cornwall'. We have noticed many invading tribes with exotic names such as 'Geordie', 'Scouse', 'Cockney" and 'Brummie' additionally a number of marauding 'Germans' known locally as 'sun bed nickers'.
In this strange land there appears to be a daily ritual. Groups of males, bleary eyed from mating dances the night before congregate in little groups at places selling a dish called 'full english breakfast - £3.95' - here they stay boasting about their successes the night before (which always appear to be somewhat embellished from the truth) until such time they feel sufficiently recovered to spend time on the beach sunbathing.
On the first day, after spending sometime on the beach observing the local shows of the males and females diplaying their wares, we all were victims of a local condition called 'beetroot' brought on by prolonged exposure to the sun. It can be quite a painful condition leaving a semi-permanent mark called 'white bits'.
Later today two of our party are going to spend a night along the coast at a place called 'Westward Ho!' to visit the mother of our family guest - Jess.
As I write I am standing on a long sandy beach keeping a watchful eye on my two daughters as the bodyboard in the rolling waters - they tell me to keep my distance as they try and snare a near mythical beast called 'a surfer with a modest ego'. We shall see....
P
Peter Jackson
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Wednesday 28 July 2010
Saturday 24 July 2010
N day is here
Our journey South was tough, battling along the track with weekend gypsies on their annual migration to the far south west lands, across the mighty rivers of Severn, Avon, Exe and Tamar.
We rested for a while to take sustenance in the moor top town of Bodmin paying a tribute of £1.20 for each of our vehicles which was paid to the local chef called 'Bodmin Town Council'.
We arrived in Newquay and found our lodgings with the help of a satellite link. The team celebrated with a refreshing drink in an outpost of the Australian colony in a bar called 'Walkabout'
Who knows what tomorrow will bring. N day is all but complete, sleep well my fellow adventurers
P
Peter Jackson
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We rested for a while to take sustenance in the moor top town of Bodmin paying a tribute of £1.20 for each of our vehicles which was paid to the local chef called 'Bodmin Town Council'.
We arrived in Newquay and found our lodgings with the help of a satellite link. The team celebrated with a refreshing drink in an outpost of the Australian colony in a bar called 'Walkabout'
Who knows what tomorrow will bring. N day is all but complete, sleep well my fellow adventurers
P
Peter Jackson
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Friday 23 July 2010
N day minus one
N day is just a few hours away. The provisions have been checked and stashed. Last minute preparations almost complete.
We are lucky to have satellite time to aid our navigation. Not like the old days of AA road maps and guess work around the by-passes of county cities.
Everyone on the expedition is both expectant and anxious. For me I am concerned about crossing the contested border between the ancient kingdoms of Devon and Cornwall. I have tales of barrages of cream teas lining the shores of the Tamar River, holding back the hoards of Pasty's on the other side waiting, waiting to cross the river and invade Devon. We have planned our crossing of the border to the North at checkpoint A30. I am hopeful it go well.
We start tomorrow at 0800, wish us luck - God Save the Queen.
P
Peter Jackson
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Thursday 22 July 2010
Fw: Planning the expedition
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To: Blogger A Brit on the road
Subject: Planning the expedition
Sent: 22 Jul 2010 23:04
Tomorrow we start to plan the expedition to the land that time forgot. We have a basic outline - a 2 vehicle party tied together for safety sake by a mobile phone link.
We hear of stories of a great migration that occurs each July that will slow down our journey along the mighty track known for many 100's of years as the Fosse Way, in the great era of the Morris Minor as the A38 and in relative modern times as the M5.
As a family we have trying acclimatise to local conditions. On Monday I re-aquainted myself with a local delicacy. To do so I had to travel to the end of a great trading route and visit an outpost called 'Paddington' to sample the dish known as a 'pasty'. Tom has been sampling a well known fertility drink called 'cider' - it would appear any man that drinks it feels larger and braver and any women folk who quench their thirst with this drink are more likely to partake in the ancient ritual of 'dropping knickers' which as we know is the start of a mating ritual.
Come back to hear of stories of pirates, dancers on the water in a place called 'Finstral Beach' and other tales of the ancient land of 'Cornwall'
Peter Jackson
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To: Blogger A Brit on the road
Subject: Planning the expedition
Sent: 22 Jul 2010 23:04
Tomorrow we start to plan the expedition to the land that time forgot. We have a basic outline - a 2 vehicle party tied together for safety sake by a mobile phone link.
We hear of stories of a great migration that occurs each July that will slow down our journey along the mighty track known for many 100's of years as the Fosse Way, in the great era of the Morris Minor as the A38 and in relative modern times as the M5.
As a family we have trying acclimatise to local conditions. On Monday I re-aquainted myself with a local delicacy. To do so I had to travel to the end of a great trading route and visit an outpost called 'Paddington' to sample the dish known as a 'pasty'. Tom has been sampling a well known fertility drink called 'cider' - it would appear any man that drinks it feels larger and braver and any women folk who quench their thirst with this drink are more likely to partake in the ancient ritual of 'dropping knickers' which as we know is the start of a mating ritual.
Come back to hear of stories of pirates, dancers on the water in a place called 'Finstral Beach' and other tales of the ancient land of 'Cornwall'
Peter Jackson
Mobile: +44(0)7887 794396
Sent from my BlackBerry from Vodafone- so please excuse the brevity and the typing mistakes!
Please reply to pj@rede2.com. Thank You
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