The future for you

I often look at you and think many things. Such as what will your life be like? What will you become? Will your life be filled with happiness and love? Who will you marry and will you be happy? What is written in the stars for you?

For you eras will end, dreams will end but new beginnings shall arise.

Challenges shall come and challenges shall be overcome. Each struggle shall bring you strength and wisdom.

I shall never forget the beautiful years of innocence I shared with you. How them eyes sparkled and how everything was wonder and how to me you are and was amazing.

These years have been some of the best years of my life and they will stay with me forever. You are as important as oxygen and light up my world like the sun.

I promise to always protect you and to die for you if I must. Afterall some things are so precious they are worth dying for.

When I am gone will you remember me fondly and wisely? May God grant me the honour of watching over you still.

May the world bless you with opportunity and greatness and wisdom. May you take all the chances you deserve.

Always remember to do whats right, so you won’t have to worry about consequences. May you always keep an inner peace which brings freedom.

May you grow to be old and grey. May you be surrounded by the love of many children and grandchildren.

May you find true love and may it last forever….

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My Trip to Devon

I have just returned from Devon in south England. I never knew Devon was so beautiful and amazing.

Luckily for me this week just happened to be during a rare heatwave in the UK which reached 30 degrees and made the holiday more enjoyable. The seaside and beaches were just like being abroad. The beautiful blue Waters gently lapping against amazing beaches.

On my travels I visited Ilfracombe. Ilfracombe is a small town with an amazing Harbour, beautiful views and a great history. The edge of the pier is popular with kayakers and rowers and windsurfers just off the pier. The waters were calm and peaceful. The locals were happy and content with their home.

Upon the top of a Hill in Ilfracombe harbour is an old church dating back to 1300. It is an ancient house and a chapel with amazing sea views. It must of been a great isolated beauty spot in history to of once lived in.

Ilfracombe ia definately worth a visit if you ever travel to Devon. Here is a very English feeling and a deep beautiful surviving English culture. There is a beautiful fishing town and wonderful views to experience. The town centre is fantastic with beautiful coves and churches to view.

Out to sea overlooking the Coast is the statue of a pregnant woman raising a sword symbolising truth and justice in Britain. This has to be one of the nicest places I have ever been a recommend it to anyone to visit.

The winding roads of the coast presnt you with much of Englands green and pleasant lands and the mix of nature and history. Castles and monuments scattered around beautifully and flying the union Jack.

Woolacombe also has plenty of beautiful views and amazing Sandy beaches. Woolacombe sands beach is the most famous popular beach in Devon for its vastness. Here are beautiful coastal roads overlooking the vast blue sea.

This is a picture below of a coast road on the way down the hill towards Woolacombe sands. The view was breath taking and just as beautiful as anywhere else in the world.

I love being by the sea, the waves lapping against the shore is like an echo of time and has done the same for eternity. Holidays are amazing times and a reminder that life is for memories.

This is a picture of a rock pool close to the sea in Croyde Bay. The water is beautiful and completely clear and warm. There are many rock pools when the tide is out scattered on the beaches of Croyde Bay. The rock pools in some places are warm as there is no fresh water so the water is great to paddle or sit in. The rock pool in this picture reached just below knee level.

I love sunset over the coast. It is a beautiful mix of colours and it is calm and peaceful. There isn’t alot on the horizon to hide the sinking sun as he makes himself scarce for the moon to shine. The red skies flickered across the coastal sky wonderfully.

Above is a picture of what looks like the sun in a sunset but it is infact the moon. Sadly it didn’t turn out as well on my phones camera and look amazing as the scene was in person. The moon danced in the red skies of sunset.

Within the westcountry of England is so much amazing wonder and culture to witness. Beautiful houses on clifftops overlooking the vast beautiful seas which surround England.

How I shall miss the beautiful blue waters as I return to my reality and real life. How the calmness filled me and relaxed me at the seaside. How I shall miss the wonderful Westcountry and its echantment.

If you are heading south to Devon there is a great farm shop services on the M5. It is built into a Hill and has nice places to sit outside. On a day of blue skies and warmth everything is wonderful and everywhere is great to be at. Places are enjoyable and the people we meet are much happier.

This is a picture of the nice view round the back of the farm shop with a nice waterfall.

Overall my holiday was a success and Devon is a beautiful place in England that I recommend to anyone to visit. This lovely are of Britain shows a true reflection of England both past and present and is an English paradise.

Sadly holidays come to an end but the places and people remain in the memories of others forever. Moments and holidays last a lifetime and may we all enjoy them.

My rating: 4/5

A bayview window

Weymouth – a beautiful seaside resort based on the south coast of England. It has beautiful blue waters and lots of great sites to see. I went to Weymouth when I was 13 and today at the age of 32 – I returned. 

I remembered alot of it quite well. When I was 13 years old me and my family stayed in a house overlooking the harbour right on the busy pedestrian street with people passing by. It was one of the of amazing old houses I had ever stayed in. It had three floors and had big rooms. The ground floor was a sitting room with books in it and a chair to gaze outwards and was a relaxation room and the kitchen at the back of the house. The stairs divided the sitting room and kitchen. Out the back yard was this house I dont know how to describe it but I will say a building with a washing machine downstairs and upstairs two more beds. It was like a mini apartment. It excited me being there. It was a fascinating old house and the house gave me freedom to roam and enjoy being within its walls. It held magic within to me. 

On the first floor was the lounge with a bay window. Here was where you watched television and could see out over the amazing harbour. Every now and then the harbour bridge would open to allow bigger boats to pass. I used to love sitting in the bay window watching this take place. This was one of my most favourite exciting places and I could of sat there all day by choice especially when the sun shone. The warmth of sun and the exclusion of wind can be an immense feeling. I can still hear the bells ringing to alert people to the bridge opening and the sounds of boats passing up and down the harbour. At night you could see the bridge and town all lit up and I can remember the lights on the fishing boats as they headed up the harbour to the sea. 

This bayview window was one of my most favourite places to be. It enchanted me as the view was amazing and unique even though it only looked out over a harbour. I remember sitting there in the early morning watching the world and time pass me by on its way through life. The hustle and bustle of people walking and talking. The sounds of fishermen emptying containers from their boats and throwing ropes back and two from shore to boat finishing their mornings work. I was high up overlooking life. I must of sat there every morning for five days. The fresh scenary can be immense on the eyes and mind. In that bayview window I felt safe as I was higher than the rest of life. I felt unnoticed and protected there as I viewed the world. Had anyone else noticed the boy in the first floor window as they went about their daily rituals? 

The seaside has a magical feeling to it. The sounds and smells of sea water and sea food. The sounds of the seagulls and the waves not so far away. The English seaside has a magical feeling to it. Its a place which has its own unique beauty and atmosphere.  

Opposite the lounge was the room where I slept. For some strange reason it scared me sleeping there. I think its because I was young and slept alone on that floor as my brother and mum and dad slept on the top floor in the rooms above. It was also a very old house probably once belonging many moons ago to fishermen perhaps who would of lived in the local area for work. 

This was one of my most favourite holidays I have been on I can remember the smells and sounds and atmosphere. This also was probably one of the last holidays if not the last holiday we went on as a family before my brother joined the army.  Looking back it was a magical time and a time when I was care free with no worries or bills. Life was magical and a beautiful time. Sadly at the time no one realizes the magic of youth and freedom. 

Today I returned to the harbour 19 years later. I gazed up from the street below at the house and the bay view window where I once sat quite frequently all them years ago. All the memories came flowing back of being there. I began to wonder how many other childhoods had been played out in that house on holidays by the sea? How many people had sat in that bay window since I left over the last 19 years? Was it sentimental or hold the same memories to anyone else as it did to me? 
As I stood on the street I looked up at the window where once I sat and gazed outwards. Now I gazed upwards at the same bayview window from all them years ago. Time had passed by and now I was part of the view my 13 year old eyes had seen. 

Nothing much had changed of my memory of the place time had preserved the area well. I could remember it all well. Only I had had aged it seemed in the time that had passed along forward. Would Weymouth remain like this forever long after me and all the people on streets around me had gone and their lives passed by over the years. Do the strangers on the street remember Weymouth the same way I do? 

Memories are marvellous things especially when they are memories of youth and childhood. They are more priceless and remembered more fondly. This is one of my most favourite places I have ever been and sentimental place I have. 

Sadly with our lives so busy we seem to forget memories and moments and places as we are smothered in the present and dont find time to look back at past glorious days. But I wonder how many other people have memories they haven’t unlocked for many years? How many other people have tales to tell of such simple yet wonderful moments in their lives long since forgotten? I am sure many people have wonderful tales to tell of holidays and memories long ago. 
The memory is of 19 years ago and time shall pass by and keep counting the years. Where did all them years go and why so quick? But I was once there as a child and that fact shall remain forever and although time shall pass by and the years pass quick, I shall wonder whether anyone ever knew I had ever been there in that bayview window? perhaps not but perhaps when I die and if I get a chance to revisit the places I once loved…. From time to time I shall be found as a spirit in the bay view window….gazing out in my 13 year old form…

Here is for beautiful memories we all possess. May we treasure them forever for what they truly are…..Wonderful