East Woodlands Farmhouse
Travel Blogs from Alverdiscott
... feel better.
So my new plan is to go to the local farmer's market in the morning, go to our roast beef dinner at 12:30 lunch time, and then head to Tiverton to get a tour of the castle and look around Tiverton. We have started to avoid smaller roads if we can because they are so scary. Hopefully I will feel better by then.
I took some photos of the horrible day, the spiders and Michael's soup, which I will send later.
It is time for a nap.
... go for supper, but here's the email I got:
Hi there! Yes that's no problem at all!
Just let me know what time you'd like to join us, and how many of you there will be, and I'll book you in!
For your reference, on Sundays, we serve food all day, starting at 12 and going straight through til 9pm. The roasts, however, we cook fresh to keep the quality, and usually run out by late afternoon, earliest 5pm, latest by around 6 30 or 7pm... ...
... also a doctor. It is quiet and absolutely beautiful. We met and chatted to a very nice British couple who frequent the garden, walked the entire area and then stopped for lunch. (over 11,000 steps in the garden alone today, Jim!)
We decided that since it was such a gorgeous day, we'd explore our town for the latter part of the day so we got home, parked the car and headed out. The beach was amazing with fairly high waves...surf's up, Candace! We ...
Michael still has the last remnants of his cold and, aside from being tired, I'm feeling better. I'm sure the combination of my chicken noodle soup and going to bed at 9:00 p.m. really helped.
I made my usual porridge with blueberries and nuts for breakfast, set up a load of towels in the washer, loaded the dishwasher, made some chicken sandwiches and we set off on our way to Port Isaac.
... to serve as a lighthouse in 1650, making it the oldest lighthouse in Britain. The most controversial thing in the town is the statue that dominates the harbour. I took photos of it and I will leave the judging to each of you. I read that it is also called The Marmite Statue because you either love it or just hate it.
We were going to explore a little more, but both of us were longing for a hot cup of tea and wanting to put our feet up. I felt that a bowl of ...