This morning I was hoping to have woke up in Roscoff after taking an overnight ferry from Plymouth. However, when I went down to book my crossing I was told I could not do so the morning of the sailing! Apparently it is not possible to use my offer I had if I want to book 12 hours before a sailing. They offered to sell me the exact same ticket for £200 more than my offer cost! Something wrong with these people. Then again I have said this often enough on airlines and train fares. If you book three or four months for a seat on a plane of train it would cost you a fraction of the price than if you book closer to the time you need to travel. Air Southwest which is my local airline does this all the time and then they wonder why they are losing business and why people would rather travel up to Exeter Airport. Surely if these travel companies kept the prices to a standard and first / business class fares they would get more business! Or is that just me being sensible?
So instead of croissants and coffee in France I got on a train and headed for Exeter for the day. The previous times I had spent in Exeter were to attend the court hearings as the family law system is warped like that. It insists on a family from PLYMOUTH attending court in EXETER when there is a court in Plymouth!
To be fair Exeter promised so much as I had briefly visited before. I am interested in religious buildings such as Cathedrals as I like to see stained glass windows. Today however the Cathedral was being used for a wedding so I could not get in to have a real good look around. The weather did not exactly help my view of the place either. I ended up just visiting the shops and stopping for lunch and coffees. I did manage to get to the Quayside which I had only previously seen on TV's Bargain Hunt and thought it might be worth a visit. Maybe in the summer sunshine and if I were a drinker it would offer me more. It didn't help that the small amount of stores that were on the quayside were either closed or closing.
Now I did manage to get the highlights of Wimbledon and I remember when Maria Sharapova first made the headlines and won Wimbledon I (like a many thousands of men) became an instant fan. BUT I don't honestly remember her making as much noise hitting a ball as she did today on her way to defeat young Brit Laura Robson. I put the TV on when I got back from Exeter in the evening and I had to check what I was watching as I thought BBC had a soft porn film on or something with the loud moaning and grunting noise coming from Ms Sharapova. Is that really necessary?
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