2018 Holiday Days 4 & 5 Cologne to Weyregg am Attersee.

Sunday 01/07/18 Cologne to Heissdorf.

We left the Karsten http://www.hotelkarsten.de/ after a leisurely breakfast and rejoined the A559 South, joining the A3 further down, and almost pottered on down to Heissdorf. We stopped a couple of times on the way at Services that we knew were good, we marked all the services on our Europe mapbook before we travelled the first time, and any services that we stopped at we put a ring round the good ones and a cross through the bad ones.

Below are two Copies from my Facebook, What do mean that’s cheating? I’m the one on Holiday!

A3 Southbound, the Services are called Bad Camberg. Named after the nearest village it may be, but we don’t think it is Bad at all, in fact, we think it is rather good here! The only downside is the steps up to the Restaurant, the last visit 4 Years ago and I really struggled with my Knee, but this time was ok. Heissdorf tonight, a little short of Nuremberg then Austria Tomorrow. It was 23°C when we left the Hotel in Wahn-Heide this Morning at about 9:15, currently a bit HOTTER! (About 27C)

Hotel No. 2 Please The Aurora at Heissdorf https://hotel-aurora.online/ueber-uns/ …. got here ok, no Dramas. Nice surprise on arrival though, 1st-floor room facing away from the Autobahn AND Tea/Coffee making facilities provided. Ok 2 teabags, one Cammomile and one Darjeeling and Coffee whitener, but at least we’ve got a kettle and cups! Last twice we didn’t have despite being advertised, no longer advertised but provided…maybe my whinging on those review sites worked 4 Years ago? AND we’ve got a Large bed, last time it was 2 singles With Wheels! I’ll let your imagination work on what happened.

This is a lovely hotel, modern and in an ideal location for travelling, there’s an Aldi and a Rewe on the business park (and if you’re desperate a McDonalds Ugh). We’re only a short distance (relatively) North of Nuremberg here (24kM via the Autobahn) so an even shorter drive tomorrow.

Monday 02/07/18 Heissdorf to Weyregg am Attersee.

The lack of Teabags and milk doesn’t stop my Julie, we bring our own! She bought a Decent travel kettle Years ago and brings a sealed plastic tub and a screw top carton of skimmed milk with us. The milk is still ok as I type this (on Tuesday Morning) and we bought it on Friday! Never Ever get in the way of us Brits and our cup of Tea! I am happy to drink decent Coffee, especially when away from home or work, but Julie has gone off it over the Years, so we always have a supply of Tea at hand, and the Spar Supermarket in the Village sells all types of milk so that’s not a problem.

Now, where was I? Oh yes… After breakfast, (we don’t go back unless they offer Give you a good breakfast) we departed the Aurora and picked up the A3 South again at a leisurely pace (ok, 70mph but on a road with no speed limits and a recommended speed of 130kM/81 mph that IS leisurely) and almost immediately noticed the difference.

Sunday was a day when only commercial vehicles carrying Fresh perishable produce were allowed on the roads (you see hundreds of the other Trucks parked in every rest area), resulting in quiet traffic and few needs to overtake anybody, After a Saturday of British Manic Motorways, and French, Belgian, Dutch and then German Idiocy on our first leg, Yesterday was really pleasant and the Holiday laid back feeling came on.

But Monday? That’s when ALL the Trucks in mainland Europe are moving, especially the Trans-Continentals. There were enough going South with us to warrant a few overtakes of fairly long convoys, (Didn’t see any plastic chickens though) but Coming North? Wow, there were literally Tens of Thousands of them. Amongst the ones we recognised, a handful of Eddie Stobarts, The entire convoy of the Formula 1 Renault racing team and a few trucks and hospitality units from Mclaren and Mercedes teams. I can’t take pictures and drive, and to be honest Julie hasn’t used the camera on my phone before so no pics I’m afraid. It was the Austrian F1 Grand Prix Yesterday and they’re all travelling to Silverstone for next Sunday!

Of course, we met most of the trucks going our way at hills! Bearing in mind that a lot of the lower stretches of this Autobahn are two-lane each way and no speed limit AND the drivers of big Mercs and BMWs will not slow down, coming up on a convoy takes some quick thinking. You’re travelling at 120 to 130kM/Hr 70 to 80mph, the Trucks are at a Maximum of 100kM/hr 63? mph and the overtaking lane on a busy Monday is running at about 160kM/Hr 100mph upwards.

I found the best way is to start seriously looking for a gap about a Mile 1.6kM before you meet the Trucks, keep it in your peripheral vision and only accelerate when it gets near you, indicating just before when the last car before the gap is too close to allow you in. Floor the pedal and aim to pull out so you just miss his tail end, bearing in mind that you’re driving a 1.6Litre Deisel and an eco model at that! Our Peugeot 3008 Automatic is very economical, usually giving an exceptional fuel economy but ask Her to lift Her skirts and fly, and the raised eyebrows and open mouths of the surrounding drivers is a phenomenon that I take great pleasure in. Looks like a harmless SUV, Drives like an economical SUV, got a ‘Caution Grandparent Driving’ sign in a back window and goes like a scalded cat when you ask her to, She comes as standard with the same tyres as a BMW M3 for a good reason, as you’d never get around a bend without them at a time like this (or change lanes on an Autobahn).

The traffic eased as we went further south, the biggest problem being that the Services we set our minds on for our first stop were closed for a rebuild! We stopped at a later one, not far from the border and thought we’d have a drink and a leak then fill up with Deisel and buy our vignette afterwards. I followed the signs to the Car park, only to find that getting back to the filling station is impossible here! Huffm Stuffm Puffm!!! We went in and got ourselves sorted, then I walked around and bought our Vignette from the Checkout in the filling station.

This is a peel front sticker that you put in the top left corner of your windscreen (windshield), it must be stuck there or you will get fined, it proves you have paid a Toll to the Austrian ministry of transport to use their motorways for a fixed period of time. You can get 3 days, 10 days, 3,6 or 12-month ones, we want 7 nights here including today so a 10 Day one does it. 9 Euros — not bad at all really.

The Vignette is read automatically by gantry mounted cameras at various points around the network, and if you don’t get stopped and Fined on the spot by their Police then you get a Fine sent to the registered keeper of the vehicle. They do it, they enforce it and they don’t forget.

We left the Services and drove on down through to the border, the same road then becomes the A8 in Austria and after a few miles, we took the Right fork to travel and pick up the A1 Westbound.

We stopped for Lunch at a set of Services at Lindach and very nice they were too, the time passed 2pm whilst we were there and that was the earliest we could have checked in so with less than 30kMs to go it worked out pretty well. Apart from the cost of the diesel that is, €1:55 a Litre Ahem, as the last time we filled up was in Koln at €1:22/L that came as quite a shock! I know it is on the primary East/West route through Europe, this road goes from Hungary to France but even so.

Arrived at the Hotel at about 14:45, rang the bell at reception as Thomas the owner was serving in the Bar, and he greeted us with “Hello Mr&Mrs Windsor, I wondered if it was you two when the booking came through”! It has been 4 Years since we’ve been here, and to be greeted with a friendly handshake by both Thomas and his Wife really makes us feel welcome.

A second-floor room this time, but the stairs are wide and shallow and no problem at all even with the cases. I always book a Lake View room as we get the Balcony and of course the Lake View facing West.

The first photo (Panoramic) was taken this evening into the Sun, and the other Three were taken tomorrow morning from the same place.

And the last one? The top balcony is ours! The picture was taken from ground level.


2018 Holiday Day’s 1,2,and 3 Cornwall to Cologne.

Thursday 28/06/18  Hampshire bound.

Left my place in West Cornwall at 9am, called at the local Pasty Shop and collected 6 Pastys, 4 for my Sister and 2 for the Eldest Daughter.

Left the area about 9:20 and headed East up the main trunk road (A30), heading for the Family homes in Basingstoke some 223-225 Miles away.

It was a good drive up, very light traffic between Rush Hours, and stopped at Cartgate about 160 Miles in to grab some Lunch, arriving at My Sister’s House early to mid-afternoon. Stopped for a cup of tea and left with a Lemon Drizzle Cake! My Sister really knows the way to a man’s heart!

Drove across town diagonally to My eldest Daughter’s place, parked up outside and walked in the unlocked front door to be greeted my Wife Julie waiting for Jake our Grandson to come home from School as Sue is working longer today! A sight for sore eyes indeed, it’s been about 6 weeks since we’ve met.

Waited for Jake and Sue to both come home, left their pastys, then Julie and I walked over to Her place about 300 Yards along the road, had a meal and some Lemon Drizzle Cake then chilled out for the Evening.

Friday 29/06/18  Rest Day.

Slow start today, lazy morning as befits a rest day, and then we went over to a local shopping centre to get my Hair cut (Normally do it myself with my Wahl Clippers on No.3 but with Tennis Elbow I cannot get my Right Hand up there with control. The Amusement factor doesn’t count, I’m not doing it! Took me 3 goes to get my beard anywhere near right (Left Handed)). Why do I do it myself normally? Well, today was cheap, only £9.50. My Clippers with all the combs cost £28.00 and I’ve been using this set for at least 10 Years! I like having short hair for work, all that fluff & Dust sticks to my really thick hair like glue so a No.3 buzz cut is ideal.

Went into the local branch of a Major Supermarket chain (Tesco) and got a couple of bits and back to the flat again. Sue and Jake called in after he came home from School, and I took him round to open the family lock up to retrieve a couple of Pillows, as the Hotel beds often come with only one each.

Back to the Flat and loaded the Cases into the car, then upstairs for another meal then TV for a bit before an early night.


Saturday 30/06/18  Travelling to Cologne.

Up relatively early at 05:25 and loaded the overnight holdalls and this laptop into the Boot (Trunk) and bags with our Maps, nibbles etc. into the body of the car and set off about 06:00. Left the Cake behind, never mind, it’s Jake’s favourite too!

Cooked Breakfast at Maidstone Services on the M20 Motorway, not that’s gone downhill since we came 2 Years ago, I may stop recommending it.

Left earlier than we had planned, Traffic had been really quiet for a Saturday Morning and it stayed that way the rest of the Journey to the Eurotunnel Terminal at Folkestone.

Pulled up at the self-check-in Automat Machine, to find it is still only 08:30, and the machine would not let us transfer to an earlier Train as they were Really busy today. We are booked on the 10:50.

Oh Bum, still it isn’t a bad terminal, much better to be here than at Maidstone Services we thought, Wrong!  Yes, it IS better to hang around at than Maidstone, and they don’t give you a parking ticket for staying over 2 Hours either, but it has gone down, they seem to have crammed a lot more concessions in, and as the machine had intimated it was really busy.

Still, we waited and waited and then got called for our train, left the Services building and passed through both Passport Controls and Customs ok without getting searched or shouting Bomb! Went and drove into the Queue lines for the Train Boarding, and after what seemed like a few minutes were released to drive round to the train.

We managed to get into the lower deck and only 2 carriages from the Front (so drove nearly half a mile through the train before parking up) and right at the front of a carriage so the roller shutter door was right in front of us. This slides down from the ‘Ceiling’ in slots in the fold out door frames at each side that are there for people to walk through in search of the toilet whilst the train is under the Sea.

I do like using the Eurotunnel Shuttle trains, they are quick, efficient, the staff always seem to be polite and courteous without being sycophantic and you drive out onto the correct side of the Motorway in France!

If you read my blog of 2 Years ago, I’d better tell you that I got onto the Correct Motorway (Autoroute) this time! (I don’t tend to use waypoints anymore.)

Stopped at one of the first set of service in Belgium for a cup of Tea and then again at the one just before the infamous Brussels Ring Road madhouse to get some lunch. This one was always good, we’ve always stopped here, no not again, drove on, round the Ring and stopped at the first one on the A4 instead. Got a filled baguette roll each which the young gentleman proceeded to Iron for us! Why do they do this?, we didn’t ask him, and I don’t do Ironing at home, let alone my food! Coffee was out of a vending machine that didn’t offer Tea so Julie had mineral water. The rolls were very good, even though Ironed!

Drove on Eastwards along the A4, stopping at the Services just into Germany after Aachen, which we Know are good, had a GOOD Mug of Tea each, a jug of Real Milk (Not Coffee Creamer) on the counter as well so set off for our final stretch down into the Rhine Valley refreshed and rested. Turned South on the A559 and off again at Porz-Whanheide, filled with Diesel and round the corner to our Hotel for the Night The Hotel-Garni Karsten.

This is a small family run Airport Hotel with a free shuttle bus to and from either the Airport or the local rail Station (Park and Ride into the centre of Cologne) where we were greeted as old friends, just walked into reception and was handed the room keys! Off again Tomorrow morning.




Blimey, I need a Holiday!


Four Weeks ago, Whitsun Weekend was a Bank Holiday Monday here in the UK, went back to work on the Tuesday with a niggling pain in my right Arm.

I’ve got various aches and pains at any time, so hadn’t really given it much thought as it was above my elbow at the front, and I thought that maybe I’d collided with a door or something and had a bruise that was below the surface?

I Struggled through the Tuesday, the pain really acute when twisting my arm, being totally Right Handed this made carrying my Toolbox very difficult and climbing into the new Van that I received at work not a week before was silly, having to pull myself in using the steering wheel with the wrong hand!

Went into work on the Wednesday having rubbed what seemed like half a tube of ‘Voltarol Emugel’ into my arm as it was so painful by now. Said hello to the Lads, went to make myself a Mug of Tea, somebody beat me to it… Result!

Went to drink my Tea, Ahh, Problem! Lifted the Mug up as far as my chest and couldn’t get it any further! The pain was Really Horrible, now I’m no wimp, I’ve got a very high pain threshold as a rule and rarely if ever complain about it. My Mate was there talking with me at the time, looked me straight in the Eyes and said: “Get yourself to the Vets Andy, You’ve got Tennis Elbow”.

Yeah, Yeah said I, thinking to myself that it’d be ok in a minute? walked round to our Service team Controller’s desk and put my tea down. “Are you ok?” She asked, yes of course, well I’ve done something to my Arm but I don’t know what. Pick up your Tea then”  I tried, really I did, “get yourself down the Doctors NOW”. Drank my Tea left handed and had to agree as She had just taken all my Service breakdowns off my screen.

Drove round to the Doctors and managed to see a Doctor within an hour of walking in the door, He apologised when I related what was wrong about what he was about to do, (Strange, thought I, what does he mean) so I sat there whilst he felt around my elbow, the muscles and tendons etc, all the while asking if it hurt and watching my face like a Hawk. His fingers relaxed but didn’t let go and still watching my he started going through the possibilities finishing with “Of course, it’s not only those because if I do THIS (waited for me to climb off the ceiling) it proves to me that You’ve got Tennis Elbow”.

I was advised VERY strongly that I was to take at least a week off work, I was to go home via the chemist, getting my prescription filled and to take one of the Naproxyn twice a day, no more and with food and definitely no other anti-inflammatories or I would be in Casualty. “Do not do anything you would normally do with your Right Arm”, (Raised Eyebrows) “especially that” Ooer, Matron! No, I didn’t ask him what ‘that’ was.

Drove myself home Very carefully, calling in the Chemist on the way, also work to let them know and went indoors and attempted to make a pot of Tea left Handed.  This is going to be different thought I, as I live alone and tried to unlace my workboots with the wrong hand!

I don’t like being home off sick, it always feels like I’m Skiving even though I definitely have a reason that I cannot do my job!  Didn’t go out at all until Friday Tea time, when I drove myself to the Chippy to get my usual Cod & Chips… Phew, that was far enough! can’t drive much further than this at the moment, too Bleddy painful.  Drove to Tesco Supermarket Sunday Morning to do my weekly shopping, couldn’t push the trolley round with both hands as usual, couldn’t grip items picked off high shelves either.

Monday comes round and I’m thinking that I’m going to have to ring the Surgery and make an appointment for Wednesday as that’ll be a week, and my self-certification for work will run out and there ain’t no way I’m going to be able to return to work anytime soon. Went into the Doctors Surgery as I prefer that to a phone call, spoke to one of the receptionists who informed me that nearly all the appointments were taken already, and certainly all for the Dr I saw!  She said She would put me on a list for the Duty Dr to ring later in the day today, and that it would probably be after 6pm.

Received a phone call about 18:30 from the duty Dr who discussed how it was going etc, advising me to go to the Pet Shop and get myself a Dog Collar to strap around my lower arm to restrict the pull on the muscles, also that he would leave a sick note for work at reception for collection tomorrow.

Tuesday comes round, I get collected in the Morning by one of the younger Lads and taken to an Engineer’s meeting that we usually have twice a Year, Didn’t want to miss it and there’s free Tea, coffee and biscuits as well! Got dropped home at lunchtime, went out almost straight away and collected my sick note from the Drs and went to the Pet Shop. 3 different sizes of Dog collar on sale, all tied onto their cards so I couldn’t see which size I needed! Asked a young male member of staff if he could advise me, No! Knew I should have waited for a female member of staff!

Gave up and went home via a pasty shop, I was really flagging by then, my arm felt like it was on fire and I’d bitten my lip in an attempt to be nice and polite with the young man who’d nearly had to get off his stool to come and help me!

Looked at the Sick note, it says a calendar week from Monday, Hummphh! Sometimes I have a day that goes according to plan, I must do I suppose, they can’t all be like this, can they? Yes? Thought so!

Rang the office to let them know and ordered two arm straps from Ebay for less than the cost of one Dog Collar!  Took a couple of Paracetamol to extinguish the fire in my upper arm and elbow and flopped in my chair in a heap for the rest of the afternoon.

The straps turned up on Friday, just the straps, no packing note, no how or where to wear them, nothing.  Spent a bit of time with Google and YouTube and found out.

Wow, what a difference, the pain just disappeared and though I still have restricted movement, it is now uncomfortable as against Bally Painful! Drove myself round to get my Tea again, phew, that was better, not right yet but definitely better.

Another week off work followed, I drove further and further, did some clothes shopping and bought a few other things as well and fitted a new pump in the Pebble Pool water feature in my back garden, Phoned the office on the Friday, “I’ll be back on Monday and we’ll see how it goes”.

So I’ve been back for a week, the first two days were bloomin difficult, especially as we were very busy and I can’t work at my normal speed, but I’ve stuck with it and I asked for someone else to do my on-call this weekend so it’s Sunday today and so far so good!

What about this Holiday then?

Well, this next Thursday I leave home to drive to my Wife’s flat, We’re going down to Austria by Car on Saturday, Sunday and Monday (1000 Miles) then we stay for 7 Nights before the 3-day drive home. So a 3 Day week for me this week, Shame!

I’ll try and take photos of this trip as we go, and of course, I’ll post them here as well as Facebook.





That was a hectic day!

Went to the Scillies again Yesterday, this had been mentioned to me a couple of weeks ago before I went off on a Weeks course to renew my Gas Acreditation, what with that then a Weekend up country with my Lady Wife and then Easter on my own the following weekend I forgot all about it!

What am I doing over there? I asked our Service Controller when I received the Flight ticket by Email, “oh, they want all their equipment servicing” was the reply. This particular Hotel has 3 of 30lb and one 20lb load Tumble Driers (2 Hours each), and Two 32lb load and one 16lb load Washing Machines (45 Minutes each). Que stunned silence! Oh, and they have a detergent dosing problem with one or two of the Washing Machines as well!

How long am I there for? ” Just one Day, is that a problem?”

The Lady is just doing Her job, She does not deserve a Tirade or getting cross or being sworn at, ‘How many machines are showing up on the computer?’ “Only Three, Two Washing Machines and a Drier” Oh Shit! Easy day that’d be, no wonder nothing more was flagged about it, The Lady must have thought I was ignoring Her as She said “You still there, is there a problem?” ‘Yes to both!’ I managed to squeak, Can you please look up their previous owner’s trading name The Hotel on the Isle, St ***’

“Hang on a minute. Oh here it is, there’s another Drier here, will you have time to do this as well?” ‘Oh there’s more than that says I, our records are out of date by at least a Decade’.

Upshot being it’s too late to change anything, My relief for area is on Holiday and staying overnight is out as it’s the Easter School Holidays and the Hotel is full, the Flight and Boat is booked and I’m on a hiding to nothing.

But Wait, it gets better, Much ‘better’!

Left home at 06:10 for a 7am check in, arrived at 7 to find 3 of our vans in the Airport car park. Oh good thinks I, Help is available! Umm No, they’re not coming with me they’re installing equipment on the main Island for 3 days and can’t spare anyone for today!

We were delayed by low cloud, and so late in taking off and landing, Caught a shuttle bus down to the Harbour and luckily the boat waited for me at the Quayside! Received a phone call from the Hotel I was going to at 9:09 to tell me that the boat would be there at 9 O’Clock to collect me. .. Ummm, I’m on the boat now.

So arrived on the Island I’m working on at about 9:30 and got straight to work. Investigated a detergent dosing problem and Serviced Three 30lb Driers, 2 Hours or so per Drier and stopped at about 15:45, just taking my Overalls (Coverall in American) off and the Housekeeper comes through and asks me what time my boat was to go back. ‘I hope you could tell me’ Why, what time is your flight? ‘You booked it, don’t you know?’ Oops I’d better go check!

Now I knew it was at 17:35 as I had the ticket, so check in at 16:35, so the boat had to be at 16:00 to get me back for my return Shuttle bus from the Quay at St Marys.

15:50 now, ‘We’ve made you a cup of Tea’ I’m told, ‘and your boat will be here at 16:30’.

“WTF?? That’s no good! I have to be at the Airport for 16:35!”

So, I’m half way through my tea, (First sniff of a drink all day since I left the mainland) they’ve phoned the Shuttle bus driver and asked him to wait, when I get a text from the boat company telling me they’ve just left another nearby island and will be at the Hotel’s Quay in a couple of minutes but don’t say anything.

Picked up my tool bag, Overalls, and folder and walked down the Quay to the end and this Jet Boat comes round the corner almost on it’s side, glides to an elegant stop right alongside me and I climbed aboard. I’m glad I wasn’t paying for the fuel on the trip back to St Marys! Climbed up the Granite steps from the boat at St Marys Quay and the bus is waiting for me.

Fastest trip I’ve ever had in a vehicle over there up to the Airport and walked up to the Check in desk at 17:00. The new young Lady looked up, jumped out of Her seat, shot out to the staff area shouting “It’s ok, He’s Got Here!” Quickest check in ever, had to be weighed myself which meant one of the baby planes, but that’s ok.

Got my boarding card and walked through to the coffee shop and knowing I wouldn’t have time for a Coffee got a Caramel Slice, Lunch! Before I could take a bite they called my flight so I spent the pre-flight safety briefing Video wolfing down my Slice, just got the last bite-full in and out we walked to the Aircraft!

Sure enough was one of the Smaller ones, sat in the last but one row from the back, Row 3.

The Pilot sits in Row one.

We landed ok and I left the Car park at 17:50, Had to get Fuel on the way home so went to a Store fuel station and used their car wash as well.

Got home at 19:08, then had to cook my evening meal!

NOT the most calming day that I’ve ever had, but a lot of people ( NOT the customer ) went out of their way to help me without being asked and for that I’m very grateful.

The Islands are a small community, and by the time I was at the Airport people were telling me who cocked up and they wouldn’t be allowed to forget it!

17 Years of chatting to people and making a lot of friends obviously helps.

More time on Tresco

Found my Bag along with my room key waiting for me in reception (unmanned at this time)

Not that I’m known over here or anything!

Up to my room and unpacked, showered & changed then down to the pub bar and ordered my evening meal at 7pm.

Over the next few days, I’ve got a couple of more pictures, one from my room window looking out across Tresco Sound ( not noise, the maritime kind of sound) and another of the Harbour at New Grimsby amongst others.

Now don’t ask me what the names of the plants are, I don’t think they are really called ‘Cabbage looking succulents with petals or leaves that feel like shoe leather’ but that’s what they are!

A lot of the vegetation including the trees pictured have been planted during the 17 Years I have been coming here, as there has been a lot of expansion of the facilities and accommodation. The Concrete road is the main road throughout the Island and the Tractors with the trailers attached are the Buses.

The Main Road, being Concrete doesn’t like the Salt air much, nor the occasional frosts that seem to be more common nowadays, even here out in the Gulf Stream! The photo’s I’ve taken seem to have all the poor bits of road in them! It’s not that bad really and they are patched pretty quickly.

This really is a unique place.

That above is the supermarket, a surprising array of products, with surprising prices to match!

Below is the Lake at the almost centre of the Island, known as Great Pool.

And of course the local Buses, there are also much smaller ones, based on small vans.

And this is where I’ve spent most of the week, working in the Cottage Laundry.

From my room, I got a view over the rooftops of part of the Harbour in Old Grimsby,

but this is a better view! Large and industrial it isn’t.

Wiltshire may have Stonehenge, and Cornwall its Cheesewring, but Tresco has Little Henge! Clue, it is a LOT newer than the other two!

It’s not always the Dry and Sunny, got soaked last evening talking to my wife on the phone as there are only mobile signals on EE and O2 in exposed parts of the Island, ok for a getaway but a pain (at times) when you’re working!

Left the Island on the 13:30 boat and got off at St Marys Harbour That’s the Cyclone Jet Boat in the picture below, (My personal water Taxi, well I was the only passenger!) followed by a view of the outer part of the Harbour complete with the Lifeboat.

Waited a short while for the Minibus shuttle up to the Airport where I’m now sat in the Cafe waiting for my flight to be called. Victoria sponge cake and a Large Latte, very nice it was too.

I’ll be back here in a weeks time (St Marys that is) for a one day job.

Hey Ho, more time in paradise!

I’m sorry I haven’t posted last year’s Holiday but my dearest Mother in Law was taken ill whilst we were away and Died not long after we returned, sortof killed the moment really, so am writing this entry of a work trip to an Island in the Atlantic to see if I can get my waffling Mojo back!

Monday 5th February 2018

Set off from home at 06:15 to drive to Lands End Airport, getting there 55 minutes later.

It’s not that far, only 28 Miles or so, but after Penzance the A30 road is a back lane all the way.

Checked in at 7:15 for my 8:15 Flight, Large Latte and a Bacon Roll later and caught the plane. Big one this time (Relatively speaking, 18 seater!) very wet still, was teeming down with Rain up till now and landed ok on St Marys.

Caught the 15 seat shuttle bus put on for me down to the Harbour then one of Tresco Islands own Jet Boats again the only passenger. I know how to travel, or is it something that no one is telling me?

Worked through to 16:30 then walked up to the Pub, the New Inn where I’m staying until Thursday and Flying back Thursday afternoon.

I’ve had worse walks ‘home’ from work, but glad the rain dried up!

I’ll try and get some more pictures of the Island if the Weather holds during the next few days.

Another Grey Day

09 May 2017


Brilliant sunshine Yesterday, Walking round in just a Polo Shirt (And Trousers) as it was so warm and decided to forgo the Tee shirt (Vest) today as well, as I was hanging my washing out on the line at 7a.m. in my PJ’s quite comfortably.

That’ll serve me right, it’s now overcast and a nippy breeze as I arrive at Lands End Airport for another trip over to the Isles of Scilly.

Now that is something you don’t see everyday, well not on the Apron of an Airport anyway! OK it is only a small airfield here with only one destination and owned and run by the Airline, but it IS designated as an Airport!   Looks like they are installing another Fuel bunker, maybe they’re fed up with trailing hoses around in front of the Terminal windows or just can’t cope properly once the air traffic from here increased since the Heliport in Penzance closed a few Years ago.    That could get interesting as another company is starting to clear land for another Heliport at Penzance!

The driver didn’t wear a Hard Hat whilst working with the Crane, now he’s moving the Truck on the Apron and Taxiway with no Yellow flashy Beacon. Only in Cornwall! Anywhere else and the Unions would have called in the Health & Safety people and stopped work. OK he had a Guy with a Radio check out it was ok with the tower to move, but rules is rules and I used to have to jump through all sorts of hoops on airfields both Military and Civilian when ‘up country’.

Going to St.Martins again, to fit some parts that we Estimated for when I came a Fortnight ago, later flight at 10:35 so will have about 4 hours on the Island to work in, the rest of the day is travel.

Bit later start than Yesterday, Left home today at 8:20 (9:30 at Lands End) Yesterday I had a phone call from the Alarm monitoring company for Work, 03:44 “Morning Andy, wake up the Burglar alarm’s going off” The young Lady at the other end of the phone was so awake and fresh sounding I could easily have strangled Her!   False Alarm as usual, told the Boss to get the outside lights fixed or He can go out next time. (Our office is in a dead end of a trading estate with no public lighting and with the vehicles parked right outside the door, it gets scary shadows in the middle of the night.)

Arrived on the Islands ok, again was the only passenger on the transfer across to St Martins from St Marys, got onto the Quay at the Hotel and saw an old customer walking down to meet me. “Hey Scottie, you’re on the wrong Island” says I, boy it gets confusing when customers staff flit around, I’m never sure then if I’ve got the right names or not!

This is the Karma, St Martins, as you can see the Sun has come out now!


This is the Sea facing side of the Hotel.


How’s this for a spot for lunch?

Yes that is white sand, the Terrace is sand and the Concrete path in the photos is the road on this island! I have had my lunch out here in the past and yes, I do know how lucky I am, don’t forget I get paid for this!

Got the jobs done I came over for, and even cast an Eye over another machine too, had a lift over the Island to the other Quay as it is now Too High a tide to embark safely at the local one…


When I got off the boat this morning, I was at the end of the Quay where that pole is.


(Sorry about the hand trying to shade the camera on the ‘Phone, but you get the Idea just How local the Quay is)

 …and got straight onto the Jet boat again. Once again was the only passenger, I could get used to this first class treatment! To make it even better the Sun has come out now as well. Got off at the Quay at St. Marys and as I was sat in the sun waiting for my lift back up to the Airport just had to have a tub of locally made Ice-cream. This Ice-cream is a bit special as not only is it absolutely delicious, it’s made from the most Westerly Cows in England at the most westerly Dairy! Troytown Farm, St.Agnes.   http://troytown.co.uk/troytown-farm-dairy/

Managed to get a few pictures of the Harbour on St Marys, The Yellow and Blue boat tied up at the Quayside is ‘Cyclone’ my water Taxi today.


The Yellow boat in the middle of the Harbour is the Ambulance, funded locally and also used to ferry the medical staff around between the Islands if needed.


And that’s the Lifeboat off to the Left with the old lifeboat House above the Ambulance.

Arrived back up at the Airport in glorious sunshine and had a leisurely wait to check in then board the Skybus back to Cornwall.


This is St Marys Airport, Yup that’s it, Arrivals at the Left and Cafe at the Right with Departures in the centre


I’m stood in the outdoor area of the Cafe next to a picnic bench, that’s a ‘Plane parking bay on the Apron, with Runway light just beyond it, 


And that’s the view out of the window at the other side of the Cafe, the Young Lady is waiting for the plane to park and she is ready with the wheel chocks. 

A Big plane this time, and a much smoother flight back than two weeks ago!

This is the Terminal at Lands End, welcome to Cornwall!


A bit hazy, but it was taken with my phone through a plastic window in the plane.

An uneventful drive home, just as well as I didn’t want any, tomorrow is my Birthday and I’d like a quiet one if I may!