We talked about our trip to Scotland in the last blog and visiting Aberfeldy, here is a poem by Robert Burns about the wonderful little town.
“The Birks of Aberfeldy”
- Bonie lassie, will ye go,
- Will ye go, will ye go,
- Bonie lassie, will ye go
- To the birks of Aberfeldy!
- Now Simmer blinks on flowery braes,
- And o’er the crystal streamlets plays;
- Come let us spend the lightsome days,
- In the birks of Aberfeldy!
Ps. photo is of the Hogwarts Express…because I felt like it.
Mersea Island is a large estuary island in Essex, close to Colchester. You can grab a train to Colchester or the easiest option is to head out in a car. It’s about an hour and half in the car and the scenery is lovely especially with the sun shining away.
I love London but sometimes you have to get out of the city and into the green or onto the sand.
Driving through the countryside laughing the time passes easily and we arrive via Colchester, which is quiet a pretty old Roman town. Colchester is one of the UKs oldest towns and is steeped in history, and was once the capital of Roman Britain before being destroyed during Boadicea’s time. There is a castle, museum and Roman walls, but we’re on a mission to the seaside!
A little bit longer in the car and we head into Mersea and follow the signs to the seaside.
There are lots of families and everyone has their dog! It’s great, we walk along the beach and follow the coast around and then along the coastal path. There are swans in the water and one side and sail boats the other, we wonder and enjoy the sun and the fresh air. You will need to keep your shoes on and don’t expect sand between the toes or palm trees. Its brisk and the sand is full of oyster shells and muscle shells. Its rugged and stark but wonderful.
We’re hungry and we’ve a hankering for fish and chips. My favourite. We jump back into the car and head back towards West Mersea’s famous oyster bar. It looks little more than a harbour shed with a pungent fish smell, but inside its full to bursting we are lucky and manage to get a seat. The girls order oysters…the devil’s snot, not for me. But, we also have haddock and chips with mushy peas and homemade tartare sauce…and it is amazing, seriously the best fish and chips I think I have ever had (and I eat a lot of fish and chips…it’s my favourite, my go to in pubs across the world).
Such a good day out. Really everyone should go. Get out in the sun and enjoy.
“You’re only here for a short visit. Don’t hurry, don’t worry. And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.”
– Walter Hagen
We’ve all heard it. Been told it. Told people it. Posted it on facebook with a pretty picture (much like the one above). But do we do it?
So today I did. I actually stopped and smelt the roses…these aren’t roses, but they are lovely none the less. I stopped and looked at how beautiful they are and thought how wonderful it is that the earth that we walk on each day is capable of growing such a creation, and how often we forget this. Rushing one appointment to the next and not really noticing anything around us. Constantly reaching for the next thing, next meal, next promotion, next event.
I know I am not going to stop, none of us are, not unless we disappear in the forest to live like cave people… which sometimes seems the best option. But it was good to take a moment and remember that I am a human and a creature of the earth, the same earth that grew these beautiful flowers. So today’s adventure was actually to stand still and be in the moment. I hope that you find just a couple of minutes to do the same.