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Still waters…

January 19, 2013

The beloved and I are without children this evening  – and have been for most of the day, which is unusual. Arlo’s gone to Logan’s house and Rella  is out with the beau. So the beloved and I went to Plymouth – not the part of Plymouth that has the shops which make you lose the will to live after a while, which is where we usually end up if we are accompanied by children, but to Devonport.  It’s one of the oldest parts of the city and most of it wasn’t bombed in WW2, unlike the most of the city centre which was.

Glimpses of Devonport show what Plymouth must have looked like pre war- very grand houses and impressive buildings, but there’s  also lot of 1950’s and 60’s crap.  However, there’s been a considerable amount of regeneration in Devonport of late and there are parks and river walks which are pleasant to walk in, but there are still little coves and harbours which look as if they’ve been unchanged for years.  There’s also a large Navy presence – especially on the water- and the spectre of an incinerator near by, but for now I’ll gloss over that.bogey-Knights5

We parked at Mutton Cove and walked along by the river Tamar past the open air swimming pools, Mount Wise Park and its fine statue dedicated to Scott of the Arctic. Until today I thought it was a war memorial. I said this to the beloved and he said “Well it is a war memorial, but the enemy was the cold”…deep.

The Richmond walk (created in the 18th century  to give the public access to the river’s edge when the Navy moved in) is below the park and from here you can look at the warships in the Sound to your left and at Cornwall on the other side of the river. The wind was bitter, but it was still nice to be out.

Arguably the best bit about Mutton Cove though is Bogey Knights army surplus stores. bogie-knights
You can get anything from huge hanks of rope, bow shackles and huge chains to enamel mugs and boots. bogey-knights2They also sell flax thread – so I bought some for Boo, who has a thing for string – and some rather dangerous looking use-once cooking “stoves” for two quid a pop, one of which I bought for the beloved.

It’s his birthday soon so no expense should be spared.

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