Rolling hills, sandy beaches, red cliffs tumbling into the sea, crab sandwiches, cream teas, soft west country accents. These are all things I associate with Devon. Right now we're driving through misty rain and those rolling green hills have become invisible.
My cousin's son is marrying today and we're invited. That means a 200 mile drive, so we're making a weekend of it.
I can't work out how to upload photos from my iPod touch onto blogger, so this will have to be a pictureless post.
I have found out something interesting about the area, however, and that's it's association with the poet Ted Hughes. There's a poetry trail near here dedicated to him. If the weather looked a bit more promising tomorrow we might consider walking the trail.
Anyhow, we're almost at the venue now, so time to don the high heels and the smile and get back in touch with family I've not seen for ages.