It was nearly two weeks ago now, and life has been abnormally hectic for yours truly in the interim. Decidedly slow-paced for any normal person, but hectic enough for me - what with having to go back to work after three months of being not well enough to count money in a small back office at the railway station.
But I digress, the first part of this posting is unashamedly slushy and it's all about the delightful wedding day that began at Graylands registry office in Liskeard. We found his Rustiness a decent little corner to flop down as the ceremonials took place.
I'll slip in a couple of rather nice shots here before we get back to how His Rustiness got on with the gathering.
The signing of the register - altogether now......aaawwww.....
And here we have L-R John (bride's dad), Bridget (groom's mum), Tea-Time Taylor himself, the new Mrs Tea-Time, Iggly Piggly, Bobby (bride's mum). What a great group, all genuinely lovely people to know.
In varying forms of jalopy, we small but select throng made our ways to Tregonhawke Cliff and its legendary Cliff Top Cafe which Tea-Time had arranged to take over for the day for the reception. My goodness me, but I don't remember ever seeing the place quite so smartly done out.
Before we all piled into the cafe for an extremely yummy vegan slap-up, there was a fair amount of special wedding waiting about and having a drink (ginger beer for me). Tea-Time is our vegan, teetotal friend - they do say that opposites can attract, says he as a determinedly omnivorous old soak.
Rusticles made lots of friends - especially this wee fellow called Josh who adores dogs in general and, now, Rusty in particular.
The Cliff Top Cafe's setting is glorious and the weather was warm. What more could a guide dog ask?
This is the view from my seat at the meal - we do live in a rather special place, I reckon.
I'll leave this part of the post with the traditional cutting the cake shot and what I think will be one of those lifelong great memories - as Mrs The Millbrooker and I left to make our way homeward, we came upon Tea-Time and Jewel holding hands in a circle with her dad and his partner. They were singing, it was a tune and lyric that we know well, so we joined in from the sidelines before being invited into the circle. And so we stood in the summer warmth, overlooking Whitsand Bay singing.
"May the longtime sunshine upon you
All love surround you
And the pure light within you
Guide your way on."
Call me an old hippy - I think that's just beautiful and it felt perfect. (If you want to hear the Incredible String Band playing what I believe to be the original - it's here. You'll need to fast forward to 10:28 for the particular refrain...)
The Rose Bay Willow herb is in fine fettle at this time of year; wouldn't want it in the garden, but as a wild indigenous plant on banks, it's smashing.
The cliff road is a favourite of ours, but His Rustiness has to work that bit.
Mrs The Millbrooker spotted this skylark on the old WWII buildings over Treninnow Farm. Great shot.
I believe I've mentioned before that Rusticles likes streams - he really loves the brook that gives Millbrook its name. He went absolutely doolally - galloping in and out of the water and forgetting that he'd be brought up short by his lead. People sometimes say to me what a clever dog he is. Nope. He's very well trained, but clever?
And, I'm pleased to say that Mrs The Millbrooker caught some of the action on video.
And lastly, without getting into the dullery (I just made that word up) of going to work - trust me, you'll get loads of that nonsense all too soon, here's a few of the shots of our latest dance out with His Rustiness at Mt Edgcumbe as we dodged heavy showers to entertain the public.
Until next time .....
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