In no particular order, I thought I would record the things we might have done during our stay on the southern island, but didn't. That is to say things that we have done in the past and thought to do again - but didn't in the event make it, for one reason or another.
So we failed to take any of the fine crab sandwiches to be had from the caravan parked up in the field above the Bembridge lifeboat pier. It looks as if they don't bother opening, at the beginning of the season at least, if the weather is not good. The building from which they used to operate a rather good café, offering a variety of seafood and other stuff, from which they were ejected a few years ago is still standing idle, as snapped above. Lifeboat pier off-snap to the right. I think thy told us last year that the development deal - perhaps involving a doctor or vet - fell through and nothing else has turned up. And Mr. Caravan has moved on?
I might add, that there is a fair bit of derelict or empty residential property scattered about the island. Far more than here in Epsom, where I can only think of two properties, one of which might now be on the move.
Didn't make it to Carisbrooke Castle or Osborne House. It also happens that our subscription to English Heritage has lapsed, and so we would have had to pay. At the point of delivery that is. Takes more than one visit a year to recover the subscription - which had not been happening of late.
Didn't make it to the fine bacon and eggs baps to be had from the café at Puckpool Park. Although there was the compensation one morning of no less than two fried egg sandwiches on white (from Tesco's). Very good they were too, although not something I would want to do very often.
Didn't make it to the fine crab salads to be had from either the Best Dressed Crab of Bembridge or the Yarbridge Inn of Brading.
Didn't make it to Culver Down (or to the Culver Haven, defeated there by gas works blocking the way at the crucial crossroads at Brading), to Brading Down or to the Sea Mark on Ashey Down. For which last see, for example, reference 1 below. Finding the giant mushroom is left as an exercise for the reader.
Didn't use the Island Line (operated by Southwestern Trains). The 15 minute bus service from the High Street (in both directions) was convenient, free to oldies and covered much the same ground.
On the one seriously rainy day, we did not make it to the Multi-Screen at Newport. There only seemed to be adult thrillers and children's animations on offer. Not our thing at all - although to be fair, we did once do a fair bit of horror, say half a century ago. Well before we had a television.
We failed to get inside Guildford Cathedral on the way home, although we were able to share in some cheering and clapping from the graduates who were inside and we were able to make use of the peripheral facilities. The first time I have bought an orange in a café for a while - quite a decent orange it was too, if a little difficult to peel with the little wooden knife that was offered.
But we did do orange lentils (possibly with sausage from Bastides) and we did do broad beans (definitely with sausage from Pick). This last already noticed. So all was well.
PS 1: not to mention the excellent spring greens from Tesco's. Two more bags of the stuff snagged on the way home.
PS 2: presumably no relation of the Cloudstrike, presently in the news. But relation or no, I failed the test. Something called IP address blotted out, just in case. Could a forensically qualified security geek recover it from underneath the blot? A challenge?
References
Reference 1: https://psmv2.blogspot.com/2015/07/tweet-tweet.html.
Reference 2: https://www.cloudflare.com/en-gb/.
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