In another life . . .

After the 'Asthma Fair' (you can read more about how things went on my facebook page) I headed off – not towards home but in the opposite direction – all the way to South Wales.

Sadly, it was for a friend's funeral; we stayed overnight here, which was amazingly good value and very good. In the morning, fortified with impressively fine croissants, we had a few hours to fill so we headed into Newport to explore. This once busy industrial port is now trying hard to reinvent itself for the 21st century – a tough call in the present economic climate; we walked down to the river Usk where dozens of old wooded jetties are all that's left of the thriving dockside that was once there.

Another great landmark that is still there, restored and in working order is the Newport Transporter Bridge. We were disappointed that it was closed and we couldn't take the car across, neither could we climb the towers and walk over the top gantry (I'm not sure that I could have done that even if it was open!)


And then there was a rather panicky half hour when we lost our way back to the hotel (where we'd left the sat-nav and our smart clothes) and we had visions of being late for the funeral service even though we'd got to Wales 14 hours early and turning up in scruffy clothes and trainers!!! But thanks to my iphone we found where we were and where the hotel was – so we got there in time and suitably attired, for what was to be a very emotional afternoon.

I'm now back in my studio, yesterday seemed like a diversion into a parallel world – did that happen? it can't be true? but yes, he is in another place.

Time to unpack the car, get down to work – I haven't told you about my visitor, have I? I'll let her tell you herself . . .


Celia
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