This is the last letter I ever wrote to my dad. He was never to read it. It was returned to me by the staff of the residential home where he was living. The day after I sent it we had a call to say he was in hospital. So we left immediately for the long journey home.
|Versailles on his 83rd birthday weekend. September 2001|
I know someone else will read this to you, but I wanted to send you something from the "Housel Bay Hotel" so here it is!
I am sitting in the lounge having had my breakfast, overlooking the bay. The waves are heaving, and crash all round Bumble Rock. It was misty when we arrived yesterday, and the foghorn from the lighthouse sounded eerily through the gloom.
This morning the mist is intermittent and when you step outside, the wind is howling around the foursquare stone building.The seagulls are all wheeling round.
It is supposed to clear a bit later on, what mum would've called "fairing up a bit"!
But, for now, it's good weather for old smugglers!
We'll most likely go over to St Ives, as tomorrow looks as if it will be a better day, when we can do some walking along the coastal paths.
|Dad on the cliffs at Lizard Point. 2004|
Alfred and Iona at the hotel were asking after you.
It is the quietest here that they have known and we are the only ones staying at the moment. It's the result of the recession, which they said took longer to take effect in this area- hard to believe but there it is.
I will try and phone again soon, as we are not in an area where our mobile phones work!
They will work in Mullion.
We had our lunch in Mullion yesterday, before coming here mid-afternoon. We stopped at the complex next to Trenance Farm Cottages, where there is a nice café, and also the Trenance Chocolate Shop, if you can remember that.
It never alters on the Lizard, apart from the odd new houses being built. We love it, all weathers, from the warm and sunny, to the stormy and wild!
It is a unique environment.
Well, I'm running our of this sheet of paper so I will end here.
Hopefully you will be all out of quarantine by now.
I'll be coming to see you before long,
Love Vivien and Stephen