Success is buried in the garden of failure

My tooth is playing up (not as bad as my Trigeminal Neuralgia), I am taking super strong prescribed pain killers. I only have two more roots left to fill, maybe I should have it out?

My iphone is in melt down and I cant use any apps, Dans laptop has broken the 3,e,d,c keys wont work. I have checked online and its a common Dell fault. Luckily its still under warranty. Al's laptop wont work unless the power unit plugged in and Jens phone is on the blink all the keys are stuck..... I'm just waiting for aliens to come through the cat flap.....

On the good side, Ian the Bongo master has a spare set of poles for the awning and might be able to throw in a free side pole that bent in the storm.

Getting texts and e-mails from the West Wales gang who are still getting flashbacks, Jacky has gone camping without Tyson (he had to stay behind to attend obedience classes) in Dorset and the weather sounds bad....

We decided to leave the Eden Center (bad decision) I didn't enjoy it last time (2000 tonnes of chicken wire covered in carrier bags) and decided to head for the coast. The weather was wet and windy and we went up to the Trevose headland and walked to the lighthouse. We then took a cliff top walk to Mother Ivey and then looked at Booby's bay.

Trevose

From there we decided to drive to Newquay..... to look at the shops. Dan learnt some some new profanities from the groups of tattooed squaddies who were weaving around the town center. Take my advice never go into to this town it makes Merthyr look like Las Vegas.

Sh***ville

It started to pour down around 3-00pm and we went on the beach for a while, we decided to head back and Dan bought a toy parrot that swears, I got a mouth organ for a £5 and Al got a ukulele that she can't put down.

On the way home we dropped into the Mazda Bongo Company outside Newquay. This is the place last year (2008) where we saw our first Bongos and fell in love with them. Too me Cornwall is the spiritual home of the bongo, and probably has more than anywhere else. We visited here three times last year and decided on our conversion. It took us almost a year to find the Silver Surfer.

I am in Bongo Heaven

When we got back I found a website so that Alix could tune her ukulele and we had a takeaway from the local Indian Restaurant. I got talking to a farmer in the take away, he lives behind the Cornish Arms in St Merryn and drinks regularly with Rick Stein who owns it. He shoots the rabbits for the restaurant. Nice guy he had 8 dogs and 2 Boarder Terriers, he said they were great dogs.

We had a bottle of wine and turned in early again.