11 April 2017

Insularity

How wonderful it is to wake to silence and look out upon a verdant country estate. That's why we picked this lovely converted gatehouse - along a single track road where very few vehicles pass. Living in a city you are always surrounded by people. They're everywhere. Here you feel you can stretch out and almost forget about the rest of humanity.

The gatehouse was converted by the owners' son who is a naval officer. In extending it and modernising it, his watchword must have been "quality". No expense appears to have been spared on things like light switches, electric sockets, furniture, woodwork. There's even under floor heating in the section that has a Welsh slate floor. There's a modern woodburner in the dining area and in the bathroom a large square bath and a big walk in shower cubicle. It is spacious and quite lovely. On the slope below us a stream babbles by on its way to the sea.

The other night we went to nearby Church Bay specifically to watch the sunset over The Irish Sea and when we returned in darkness to our lane we saw not one but two cock pheasants in the lane. I slowed to a halt but they didn't scoot off. We watched them in the headlight glare for five minutes or more.
I don't know what was going on. It appeared to be some sort of ritualistic dance of domination. They seemed to mimic each other and occasionally lunge forward with beaks like daggers. Pheasants are such skittish birds normally so it was a surprise to watch them behaving like this.

On my last blogpost's theme of "Ancients", yesterday we visited a 5000 year old neolithic tomb near Moelfre on the east coast. It is estimated that the top slab weighs about twenty five tons. When first investigated by amateur archaeologists in the nineteenth century, the remains of thirty people were found in the tomb. Once it would have been covered  with earth to create a small  burial mound. There are various other burial sites on this fascinating island which it has so far been a real joy to explore.

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  1. I'm happy you're enjoying your break in ( almost ) my neck of the woods, I'm surprised you find pheasants skittish I've always found them the opposite so inquisitive they've been known to join us for picnics. Have you been up Snowden yet ? The ride on the funicular train is great.. slow but great, at some points the walkers overtake it and Snowden was voted the number 1 view in the U.K. this week. Enjoy the rest of your break.

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    1. We are staying on Anglesey all week Twee Tart. Perhaps cock pheasants are drawn to you because of your scent but my scent drives them away like refugees fleeing a brutal dictator.

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  2. It does sound as though you are having the perfect break. I do hope it is warmer than it is here in North Yorkshire.

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    1. Today, Tuesday, the weather had disobeyed the forecasters. A lovely sunny day with a slight chill on the breeze but nicely bracing as at Skegness.

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  3. Sounds idyllic to me. I'm not a city gal.

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    1. They have been splendid days Sue.

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  4. The quietness of the countryside is something I rather take for granted but Anglesey is very different to Lewis and, of course much more accessible to 'civilisation'.

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    1. Don't worry Graham. One day civilisation will come to The Isle of Lewis then there'll be an end to all the looting and pillaging.

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  5. You made a great choice for a vacation.

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    1. I think you are right Red but it has all been helped by generally good, dry weather.

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  6. Methinks there was luuurve in the air (even though you didn't see the object of the pheasants' attention).

    A twenty-five ton rock over a burial site - it is fascinating to think about the thought and work and even the beliefs that helped to accomplish that feat.

    It's great that the weather has cooperated and that you are enjoying yourselves so much. It's the kind of vacation that my husband and I would enjoy too.

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    1. Oh dear, Jenny - I wish we had known as there is a spare bedroom here. Unfortunately it contains twin beds which might have been quite lonesome for two lovebirds!

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    2. Hah - at first I thought you were talking about the pheasants!!

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  7. I've truly enjoyed your brief break in Wales.

    Alphie

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    1. One more night and then we will head back to Yorkshire.

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  8. The converted gate house sounds lovely, and so does everything else about your holiday.
    Pheasants become very imprudent this time of year, when all they are interested in is mating with their own hen and fighting off any potential rivals. The few times I've been to Yorkshire in the spring, there were always way too many dead pheasants by the roadside, many more than at other times.

    Are the findings of the burial mound in a museum, or what happened to them?

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    1. I really cannot answer your last question Professor Riley, even though it is, as usual, a pertinent one.

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