Cornwall & More

Yippeee we finally made it to Cornwall,the camp that was put on hold.
The weather is glorious on our arrival and the site is very peacefull.We are not the only campers we have several other tenters caravanners and motorhomers for company.Many of whom have taken up late season special offers.On talking with fellow campers we are suprised to find that they had the mother of all storms last night.The weather report for the week is looking rather soggy.Not put off in the slightest as we have waited far to long for this break.

The site littlewinnick is in the beautiful district of St Austell.A site we would readily come back to.
There are plenty of walks from site and it also boasts direct access to the Pentewen Cycle Trail.We walked to Pentewan beach which also had a quaint pub

Although our week was at the end of the holiday season we still found there was plenty to do and see,the benefit we found was no queues or bustle.Just what we both really needed.
We spent our days wandering around the harbours and small villages.Where we were very impressed with the meals on offer.Our evenings were spent relaxing in the tent planning where to go tomorrow.

We were asked by familly to stay in contact whilst we were away.So to give them piece of mind,we took along our laptop and skyped our elderly parents from the tent.Their reactions were pure amazement as we gave them a guided tour of our home from home for the week.

As with all holidays it comes to an end so much quicker than you want it to.We brought back the usual gifts and information packs however I also came home with a new hobby.Having fell in love with the many driftwood sculptures that are in every shop window.I decided to try my hand at making a driftwood tree.I ordered the driftwood from the internet and set to, working out where and how I would have the space I needed..Hubby has set me up in a small garden shed.So once again I have another sanctuary.

I'm really enjoying working with driftwood,I have found it to be very relaxing.I've also found an artistic side that has been buried deep within me.Family and friends have suggested selling my items but I'm just happy doing what I do for now.Maybe one day I will though at the moment I don't need the stress of another job,which i'm sure it would turn into eventually and the added risk of losing my enjoyment.I might add that I have not had any panic attacks,since I put my mind to work on my new hobby.

Our latest camping trip took us to the coast,yes I know not the weather for the seaside.However I had other plans.Finally managing to get a pitch here Graffitoe Farm ( awesome views of the beach ).Quite a lot of the open all year sites were waterlogged and we struggled to find a coastal site.

Kind of like two birds one stone,I decided to see if I could collect some driftwood from the nearby beaches.I did manage to source enough to make a small item.Yet to be decided though.I felt like a bigkid again running up and down the beach without a care in the world.How I needed that.Hubby also had his turn at being a bigkid, catching waves as they came crashing in.Though one wave has cost us a new camera,we had lots of fun and came back wet through of our own choosing.

The weather again was suprisingly mild for November. Views were amazing and again no hustle and bustle.We were the only Tent and had one caravan for company.Again another site I would really like to return to.

Watch this space.

My next blog will cover the trials of a new year camp.
I may also set up a page to display my handmade driftwood collection.

If you have time I would really like your feedback on my blog

What a Year !

I can't quite believe it has been a whole year since my last post.

So I've got quite a lot to catch up on.Blogging and reading your blogs.

Big thanks to all of those who have stuck by me.

Quick recap for new readers    I LOVE CAMPING  my blogs start HERE

So the reason for no blogging look no further than the HUSBAND or rather his sudden heart attack.Either way he is getting the blame! Bit harsh I hear you cry ....... NOT when he decides to have this heart attack 5 days YES 5 days, before we are due to camp for a week in the height of the camping season at no other than CORNWALL. A complete bargain booked and paid in full the prior January! To top it all off we are also having a heatwave a rareity in the U.K.

To be fair to hubby he was arguing with the Drs that we were going camping, only we all knew we were going KNOW WHERE ! Hubby was as dissapointed as myself, but again our health comes first.

Unless of course you are a stubborn man.At this point I must tell you we are both fully qualified first aiders.Turns out darling stubborn hubby had been having chest pains for sometime and just kept ignoring the signs.The evening IT happened hubby was trying to pass it off as heartburn / indigestion. Not one to take any flack I rang the emergency services.

However it was not all plain sailing.Hubby doped up on medication given by the paramedics grinning from ear to ear on route to our local hospital.Myself sat wondering what happens now,when the paramedics start arguing over the radio with the local hospital.The local hospital want hubby taken to a specialist hospital some 30 miles away, not a problem it has a very good reputation. What I heard next shocked me to my core.Paramedic's response "He wont make it ,we are less than 3 minutes from you.He needs attention now".

Everything that happened from this point I seem to remember from a far away point.As though it was happening but not real to me.Kind of dream like but no dream.

Three hospitals and two operations later, hubby is fighting fit.Back at work and generally under my feet once again.

A huge thank you to all the medical staff that have helped us through this traumatic time.  

We are not quite back to normal (whatever that is) as the shock of watching hubby fight for his life has left me in a state of panic. For those that know me I'm the fighter the gobby one the daredevil and yet now Im left with Anxiety and panic attacks.I also must say that both my mother and mother-in-law were also hospitilised and underwent major operations during this period.

These didnt come on until several days before hubby was due to go back to work.Ive never experienced anything like them before.Three lots of medication and im now on a suitable dose and coping very well.However again one of us is off work, no work no camping.Keeping the mind busy with positive thoughts is advised for panic attacks.A new hobby has been a great source of help for me.A total novice but I'm playing at making items from driftwood.Hubby has set me up in a small shed in the garden.It's very relaxing sanding bits of wood.

 A huge thank you to both our employers who have also been there for us both and with no pressure to return, just to get well soon.

The good news is we have camped 3 times now with no sign of a panic attack.Yipeeee. It was my worst nightmare that I wouldn't be able to cope with camping.

At the end of all this upheavel in our lives, we both know now that our health is not to be taken for granted.Listen to your body and take action.Do take care of yourself when a loved one is ill as I found out, working full time, visiting the hospital and housework along with playing receptionist  to all well wishers, does and will take it's toll on you.Hubby also gets the blame for this too lol.

My next blog will cover our 3 camping trips and my new hobby, hopefully it wont take me a year to post.