Locality counts!

Local children go back to school today. Cheers can be heard all round.
Going back to school was not a matter of cheering when I was a teacher.
At the end of the long summer holiday here in Cornwall I was always late home and sometimes missed the pre school teachers meeting before school started.
Leaving Cornwall was always something of a trauma, especially for the children who pressed me every year to get a job down here ...."Please mum....then we could stay here all the time."
This took no account of their father who then worked in a Lancashire bank.
The clamour to stay in Cornwall , the heart felt desire to live in this glorious place was a factor to contend with every year.
When, finally many years later I managed it on my own it was a puzzle to the children as to why I chose the south coast.
We had always been on the north coast for the joy of surfing and the many camp sites...but the Roseland where I now live was the choice of an old woman...
David and I had hunted for a house here. Sadly we had seen a lovely house here in St Mawes on the day he died.
This put my desired move off for three years until an old friend rang me up one day and asked if I wanted to buy his house.
I did and events moved quickly after that...
It was a move I have never regretted.
Learning to live alone , getting to know the true Cornish as I worked in the church brought me into contact with people I would never have met in any other way.
Life is pretty good. The old friend I visited yesterday is ten years older than me and she too moved here in old age and has never regretted it.
But both of us are very pleased that the schools open again today!
Strolling empty beaches is a favourite activity for the rest of the year!


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