Sculpture of the Month - Yippeeeeeee

Marco is a retired postman, and that's where it all began. 

He has been cycling for many years now, avoiding grumpy dogs, battling those insurmountable hills, and delivering the post through rain, hail or snow. 

Yes, Marco has paid his dues, so, now he wants to have fun. 

Here he is coming down Polruan Hill, flashing by in a blur and everyone seems to be aware of his pending arrival, as he is often heard yelling... "Yipppeeeeeeeee!"

Painting of the Month - Picasso Paints Nude

What can we say about Mr Pablo Picasso... He lived a full, decadent and exuberant life, he has loved, and lost, he was famous, rich, and naturally, he could do as his wished... And, here is a prime example...

On the other hand, Gigi, his muse, is not impressed. She really does think she is much better than this, she is desperately yearning for a cigarette and a kir royale... Can you guess what nationality she is? 

Spring is just around the corner

The mornings are brighter, the air is sweeter, the birds are singing, and all is well in Fowey. Spring is just around the corner, I can feel it!

What are the signs I hear you ask...

Well, firstly, our magnificent bus stop has just got her new look for the incoming season. We have this fabulous citizen, who has been beautifying the bus stop for about 15 years now, she paints decorates, funds and maintains this fine building. I recall driving into Fowey for the very first time, and seeing this lovely sight as we approached the town, and to think, it was left untouched, in this immaculate state for the entire summer... I was captivated.

Next, most of the village and the surrounding countryside is overflowing with amazing daffodils, primroses, pansys, violets, grape hyacinths, azaleas, tulips, crocus and snowdrops... what a sight!

I kind of feel that there are little pixies that work during the night, making sure that we wake to a lovely vision each morning. 

It seems that the "Fowey in Bloom" people have also been quite busy, planting and watering and preparing our village.

So, check it out for yourselves, magical!

Sculpture of the Month - Watch the Birdie!

Pino lives in the past. 

He is obsessed with all things classic. He drives a beautiful 1966 Aston Martin DB6 Vantage, he only drinks very dry martinis and he wishes "Big Bands" were still around. 

Pino is also a photographer, and a talented one at that! There is nothing digital in Pinos' studio, no computers, no scanners, no photo shopping... his equipment is all original. 

Then there's his best friend Bruno, his only true companion, sure he is a bluebird, however, without him, no one would concentrate... So as Pino says, many times a day... "Watch The Birdie!"

Painting of the Month - Sea of Love

Sometimes, letters, phoning, emails, sms's, texting, twitting, facebooking and all the rest of that silly technology just cannot be as romantic as fishing!

Well, Steve, our Cornish fisherman, has been busy trying to snatch the catch of the day.

Lovely Miranda the Mermaid has been waiting for such a long time...

Free the Rashleigh!

On a gloriously sunny February morning, with wet weather gear in toe (as one must always think of the worst), gardening gloves at the ready and a positive mentality, we set out towards Catherine Castle, where hidden amongst the overgrown bushes and trees, we find the Rashleigh Mausoleum. 

Head honcho Neil, had organized for any volunteers to help "Free the Rashleigh" and boy did he pick the right day for it. The sun was bazing, the workers were all chirpy, handsome Andy from the National Trust appeared and all was good with the world. 

For anyone interested in a little history, The Rashleigh Mausoleum was constructed in 1867, as the final resting place for the local grand landowner William Rashleigh, along with his wife & daughter… and legend has it, that he also has his favorite horse buried there!

Whilst we were all up there: painting, sawing, pruning and cursing, the great old British cup of tea appeared…. being from Italy, we were hoping for a drop of "vino", however, the tea was just what the doctor ordered. 

So, when you happen to be walking along the coastal path at St Catherine Castle, look up and you will see the majestic monument... it has now been set FREE!

"Acqua Alta" Fowey Style

Seeing that we were not going to become farmers in Cornwall, we had left our wellingtons boots in Venice, thinking that there was no need for them over here. However, what did we know. I had been hearing talk about these unseasonably high spring tides, gale force winds and lashings of rain that were approaching and I thought, so what! Well, readers, mother nature does not spare anyone.
Fowey Town Quay and a few shops were inundated with cold, unrelenting water. I was quite impressed at how Fowey continued to carry on, just like Venice. We felt right at home. People still go to work and school and open businesses, they just slip on their boots, pile on the sand bags and put up the flood guards. The Cornish are rarely fazed, so what is a little water in ones establishment. 

However, I must let you all in on a little secret. My husband has negative SUPER POWERS. He can bring down space shuttles,   (more about that later,) break up couples he doesn't want over for dinner, and cause the demise of his relatives pets.

Notwithstanding, his nullifying nature really comes into its own, when adversely effecting the weather. I call this the Dino Effect! If we're in Australia for Christmas, Sydney's either gripped in historic heat waves or surrounded by brutal bush fires. When we went to sunny Miami, it was their coldest winter in 40 years.
(Dino's only been to Miami twice in the last twenty-five years,  both times the Space Shuttle exploded in the sky, I hope nobody from Nasa is reading this). The winter that we decided to stay in Venice, the Venetian lagoon froze for the first time in living memory.

And now, in Cornwall, the Dino effect has taken hold. We were here in the summer of 2012, and it was the wettest summer since records began. and of late, there has been extreme flooding all over the county, and this past month has been the wettest January in this soggy island nations' history.

I actually did not feel that it was so wet and miserable. I have been having far too much fun. Nevertheless, if you want to avoid future calamities, ask Dino where he will be!