‘Need for Speed’

'Need for Speed'

Whilst walking casually through the town centre recently I suddenly look down to see this little lad travelling at speed on his tiny three wheeled scooter.

He amazed his on lookers as he confidently weaved his way through the legs of the many shoppers with no apparent concerns for their personal space?

What can’t be seen so clearly however was his older sister who was extremely close on his heels; and equally as determined in her quest.

I have to admit to being totally impressed with this little guys grit and determination as he sped on by.

I smiled when I saw his face literally frozen in concentration; and his body dipped back to gain maximum wind resistance from the ride.

Now I know myself that when you are out with youngsters and there are scooters or skateboards involved, then inevitably what frequently starts out as a race at pedestrian pace will quickly develop into an all out, hell for leather, top speed pursuit.

Worse still are the high speed collisions which often can occur and the tears which then follow as the little casualties limp back towards the parent or guardian sobbing and blubbing noisily whilst nursing their grazed and bloodied knee.

But still clutching the scooter in their other hand; which for added drama though! Is now being held at arms length away from the body.

However, I am delighted to announce that no children were hurt in the taking of this photograph and that this little guy with his obvious ‘Need for Speed’ eventually won his race challenge with his sister and I turned to see him looking very smug and proud of himself whilst he waited the arrival of those he had effectively left in his wake.

Point Aux Sables – Beau Bassin – Surinham Village – Rochester Falls

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It’s Easter Monday and today most people are enjoying a day off from the toils of the working week.
And because Monday’s are not the most popular day of the week it’s this particular day I had previously selected to try to bring a bit of colour and vibrancy into the equation; anyway here goes!

There are quite a few photographs in the slideshow today as I found it really hard to de-select as many as I possibly should have?

Nevertheless today delectations consist of a journey over from our base in Albion across to the famous ‘Rochester Falls’ Firstly though as hunger had got the better of us it was decided that we should stop for lunch in Surinham Village.

I took advantage of the fact that there were quite a few people around for the lunch time and took a walk about with my camera. It was an amazing little place and boasted a variety of characters who’se presence truly served to make it all the more interesting.

Rochester Falls is a popular place for tourists to Mauritius to venture out to; but on the day we had chosen it proved a bit of a trek and moreover a bit of a challenge for those not so ‘sure-footed’ amongst our party.

Firstly the road was full of deep pot holes and didn’t seem to be doing our vehicles suspension all that much good!

Secondly we drove for ages through the middle of the Sugar Cane Fields eventually arriving in the highest temperatures recorded by a dirt track where we were suddenly standing at the top of the ‘Rochester Falls’ itself.

There were coconuts and bananas and pineapple for sale and bottles of coke etc.

There were youngsters standing in line awaiting the opportunity to actually dive from the top to the shallow waters below; then there was us sliding around on the claggy mud still soggy from their torrential downpours which they had witnessed just prior to our holiday.

A guide who was present at the falls and sensing our plight; kindly offered to show us a way down to where we might be able to take a paddle or a swim?

We then slid and slipped our way down a muddy bank with stones which disappeared under foot and left us grabbing at plants and foliage to maintain an upright stance.
Eventually though we got down to ground level only to be told that the next obstacle we needed to overcome was a slack rope.
This was secured between two trees and served as a means of preventing a mini torrent of water and loose stones under foot from dragging us under. It was this which we were to negotiate if we were to get to the other side of the falls.

In the end though, we had to admit defeat and trudged away uphill; slipping and sliding; Our sandals not the best footwear for the job in hand.
We were hot, thirsty, caked in mud and bitten by mossies when the guide suddenly stops and tells us there is a blue lizard in one of the banana palms above our heads. (And although he took photos using our camera; this elusive creature was never seen or photographed despite our best efforts!)

Baking in the sun we then all fell into our cars pushed the air con buttons and sank back into our seats; relieved to be headed off after this challenging but hillarious ordeal.

PHEW! What an adventure that was.

The other shots are of family we were lucky enough to visit; Marie Michelle and her husband Rosario in ‘Point Aux Sables’ and on another occassion Nicole and Gerard and their two lovely children Nicolas and Greta.

Though these were both seperate visits; I have decided to include them in this blog today as they were reasonably close to one another in terms of time frames.

Both these families were just wonderful and the food they offered us truly exceptional. I loved the friendly and genuinely welcoming approach adopted by both families, and I only wish I had managed to gain access to their recipes…the food and the appetisers were just gorgeous.

Thank you all so much guys; I only hope that one day we might get the chance to reciprocate; should you venture over here to Blighty?

To anyone reading this today; thank you for stopping by and I trust you have all had a fantastic Easter break?

Hope you enjoy my slideshow of some of the images I captured on this latest entry of our visit to the beautiful Island of Mauritius.

‘Easter Sunday’

'Easter Sunday'

Well I suppose we have after all just enjoyed a nice couple of days weather wise. However, the things I had been hoping to do came to nothing!

Consequently we found ourselves mostly plodding about and dodging the showers. So in an effort to rescue the situation and by way of a treat; I decided that the best course of action would be to get ourselves a coffee and a pastry; and to do some people watching from the warmth and comfort of this favourite little haunt of ours.

As we drew closer to the entrance I saw this young woman wrapped in her big chunky jumper with a cup of coffee in hand whilst contentedly browsing her way through the newspaper.

It is scenes such as this; of people sitting back in plush comfortable surroundings on their leather bound window seats which have a way of drawing you in?

Appearing all that more inviting especially when it rains?

So casting caution to the wind; we dismissed the wet dismal street and instead ended up sitting with two regular size capuccino coffees at the exact spot where this young woman in the photograph had been sitting previously.

A lovely setting some great music; and that unmistakable comforting aroma of coffee beans pervading our nostrils.

Happy Easter everyone!

‘The Look’

'The Look'

All mothers seem to have this inate ability to give their children ‘The Look!’

This unique skill is past down through the generations and is something which if properly applied; requires absolutely no words or explanation!

I have personally witnessed it’s unfathomable powers and seen it practiced throughout the World; and it always achieving the desired effect.

However, it is not merely reserved for chastising youngsters as depicted in my blog entry today… Oh no!

‘The Look’ can be adapted and applied to a wide range of situations. I have seen grown men physically cower at the sight of ‘The Look’ with some recipients even frozen in fear.

True… some blokes are able to adopt a similar look. But none can equal that demonstrated by the female of the species.

I can personally recall coming home late after enjoying a few extra drinks with the lads or having forgotten an Anniversary; or not having done something really important which I had been asked to do; and then being met by ‘The Look’.

“Do you know what?” “Even now the mere thought of it can still make me shudder!”

So naturally I felt for this little girl who had obviously done something wrong to warrant ‘The look!’

I just loved their individual body language…just classic!

‘Easter Break’

'Easter Break'

I have to admit that I spent a bit of a lazy morning this morning; just drinking cups of tea and reading my latest book.

This seems to have become the norm for me lately; and once awake it’s straight into reading a chapter or two before starting the day.

It’s of course the long weekend for the Easter break and so I had planned to venture down into Southsea and check out what was going on. Maybe snap a couple of shots for my blog?

However, once dressed and ready to leave, I made the fatal mistake of making my wife a cup of coffee and then taking it out into our garden for her to enjoy.

Now once my wife gets herself into planting and organising mode then it’s really ‘game over’ I’m afraid. She had already been out there for a good couple of hours by the time I actually emerged; and so I was on the back foot before I started.

Consequently my best laid plans quickly went straight out the window, and instead; before I had even realised what was happening I was myself being organised putting up new hooks, cleaning our pond filters and packing stuff into boxes from our garage.
(Most of which was mine I hasten to add!)

But whilst cleaning up in there I was re-united with my old mountain bike. It was looking rather sad and forlorn and badly in need of a clean and a service.

A thought then occurred to me a light bulb moment if you like? If I were to get the bike back up together then I could explain that it would be good for me to start maybe going out for the odd ride every other day? Particularly now that the weather was so lovely?

Secretly though my suggestion would not have been entirely honest!

Mainly because I just remembered this photograph I had taken. The one with the guy sound asleep lying out on a shady grass verge in middle of the town centre. His bike leaned up against a tree and a back pack for a pillow.

Not for him the chores of gardening; nor the countless trips across to the local refuse tip.

No… His was a far more personal and altogether tranquil pursuit.

So after Easter I will be taking the bike into the loacl cycle shop and then packing that novel and maybe a sandwich and a flask into my own back pack.

This could be a whole new chapter in my life!

‘First Time Buyers?’

'First Time Buyers?'

Now although I can fully appreciate that house buying fees are steep for those of us trying to get on the property ladder these days. And many are being advised to start saving early?

But surely these two little lads standing outside the local Estate agents here in Lee on the Solent are maybe taking things a little too far?

I liked the image because It looked like the older boy was explaining their options to the younger boy whilst grasping the peak of his cap in sheer disbelief!

The smaller boys posture is one of shock and disbelief; almost exclaiming “How Much Bro?”

Maybe that tree house their Dad had offered to build them wasn’t such a bad idea after all?

Realistically prospective homeowners now need to earn a salary of £40,000 to secure a mortgage. Yet more alamingly though; those on an average salary of £26.500 will struggle to secure finance.

So maybe these two little boys are not thinking too far ahead of themselves after all?

Makes you think does’nt it?

‘Greetings!’

Saw this lady and her Scottie dog strolling out together through the town.

As she was walking him along and there happened to be a pigeon in close proximity; the dog would literally freeze on the spot, flatten his body to the ground beneath him and then pounce building up a head of steam as he did so. His speed, though quite impressive, was unfortunately no match at all for the pigeons!

This process happened once or twice more until he then spotted a Springer Spaniel whom he obviously knew well. From this point on; pigeons were no longer a distraction!

As these dog owners greeted one another and were chatting; so the two dogs were stood bolt upright; their noses pressed firmly together and both their tails were wagging furiously!
Then they commenced their own greeting ritual which consisted of short barks and snorts followed by much jumping and flinging themselves around; both desperate to be released from their owners grip.

I thought then that it’s such a shame that as humans we don’t demonstrate a similar enthusiasm when we meet up with a close friend?

“But then I suppose this was Chichester after all!”

“Standards Dear Boy…Standards!”

“Walk on!”