Back Once Again

Blimey, it has been a while since I posted, but I am still alive and the sun is shining and Clevedon is indeed still beautiful.

I have removed a load of spam comments from dodgy Japanese websites, none of which were particularly constructive or indeed linked in any way to Clevedon.

Related to Clevedon though, we had a friend come over from Australia last weekend, who is doing a tour all around England visiting all of her old acquaintances. She is mad keen on hashing (an international group of non-competitive running, social and drinking clubs - for the uninitiated) and was due to go off hashing in Wells the next day and so took our big scrobbly Labrador out for a practice run down on Marshall's field and along the sea path. Anyway the point of the story is that she came back amazed as everyone she met had said "Good morning" to her. Of course they did, Clevedon is a friendly, beautiful place, but sometimes I forget that the rest of the world is not like that.

It reminds me of when we first moved down to Clevedon - the week before someone had been stabbed in our local and the paper reported it on page 4 in a small paragraph - when we got to Clevedon the front page news in the Mercury was drugs come to Clevedon - a couple of teenagers had been caught having a spliff in the car park of the Bristol. Yes!! we thought, if that is the nastiest that happens here then we have found or own spot of heaven and more or less that does tend to be the nastiest that happens here and as for the nice, there is a lot of it - just go down to the sea front on a sunny day, watch everyone on the promenade and have a ride on the train. Clevedon you are a marvellous place to be and I have been remiss in not espousing your beauty more regularly. Ladies, gentlemen please raise your glasses in a toast - To Clevedon!