St. Aldhelms Head

The food was weighing heavy. Too much root veg in various forms, cakes, pastries, sweet things. Very nice, but the price has been paid in full. A couple of days ago we decided to venture out of our cosy and safe cocoon. Opening the front door was a mental challenge. It had been three days, and when the chunk of oak creaked open, the sunlight hit us. It was like the scene from Papillon, where Henri Charriere (Papillon) pokes his head out from the door hole during his solitary confinement.

We needed fresh air, and the outside world, and so headed for Worth Matravers, a favourite of ours.

After parking up at an 'out of the way' car park, we took the walk to Aldhelms Head (or Albans Head as it is also known). There is an ancient church on the cliff top, a place for reflection and peace.

It has always been a place where we find something to gain strength from, and as we strolled around, we talked about things that mattered in our lives at the present time.

It was very windy indeed, and very cold. During the summer months we have spent/will spend time just sitting here, with our legs dangling over the edge of the cliff, sometimes talking about important matters, sometimes about stupid and flippant things, and sometimes not talk at all.

It was a good time, this time, and we didn't even stop at The Square and Compass for the obligatory pint.

We headed home, ate good, wholesome, hot food.

The cherry liqueur chocolates came out, the malt whisky, and 'Chocolat' on dvd. ( You need the volume up full whack to hear the intro music, but it is enticing and enchanting!)

                                          

Yep, we went to bed totally satisfied that night.