Blog from Cornwall “drekkly”

July 14, 2010

tags: Eden Project, Ex Pats Golf, Living In France, Lost gardens of Heligan, Masons Arms Branscombe, Moving To France, Sunny France

The Cornish have a word that I keep hearing or seeing called “Drekkly” It is Cornish slang and appears to have wide range of meanings starting from the genus “directly” but fanning out to “straight on” to “soon” to “eventually”. An example would be “I will be there drekkly” I have even heard it used as “over there”.

Perhaps if Currencies Direct, for whom I undertake some small service, were to set up Cornwall, might they be called Currencies Drekkly?

And so, off to visit the Lost Gardens of Heligan drekkly, which are no longer Lost because we found them. How they can be lost with so many signposts directing one straight to them defeats me.

I can report that there were plants in the Lost Garden. Plants, hundreds of them, in a garden, what a surprise.

Then to the Eden project, where the main attraction was.. plants. Now, call me old-fashioned, but we have lots of plants as well, but we don’t charge people £16 to see them, and we would not encourage then to “enjoy” the experience in swirling mist, low cloud, fog and rain.

Also, we don’t have huge canteen selling Cornish pasties and chips to the already predominantly obese population on cardboard plates using plastic cutlery.

We also do not need a pre heated dome sponsored by the National Lottery to keep the plants alive. The Mediterranean biome, as they call it, was a particular waste of time for us who are lucky enough to dwell in the sunshine of the Mediterranean. However when I suggested as much to that nice lady decorator, I received another laser beam from what passes for her eyes. I think it was she who set our laser printer to “stun”

The only souvenir I have from these visits is a tickly cough and runny nose brought on by the inevitable rain, which I have correctly predicted would plague us from the moment we set foot back in the homeland.

I hear frankly incredulous comments from Simon Barrett, claiming that the sun disappeared the moment I arrived, but this is clearly nonsense, as Devon, where we are tonight is almost emerald green due to the precipitation. Similarly deluded is my dear friend Moya who is still convinced that it has been sunny.

One saving grace at the Hanging gardens of hell or whatever it was called was to find an almost perfect likeness of super fridge magnet salesman Paul North, pictured today.

A spitting image of Paul North, with that cheeky smile

The hair is little tidier than normal, but the artist has captured exactly that blank expression he reserves for when he hands over the £10 that he will owe me after we clash in the golf course later this month.

After overnighting at The Masons Arms in Branscome, Devon, very pretty 14th century inn, great food, lousy beer and indifferent house wine and an over priced wine list, we head today for Bristol where we are viewing a Danbury Camper Van.

It puts me in mind of good friend Michael Walker, as who could be camper than he?

Chris France

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