Venus

Venus Fly Trap

Torrington Tina came a-calling this morning.  After a nifty about turn, we headed off along the coast road, bound for Combe Martin.  We parked in the car park above the beach where the waves were heaving white and headed off to seek adventure.  Which was possibly a little optimistic as CM was mainly shut.  However we found a fine bakery with a small cafe attached and drank coffee and chatted without repetition or hesitation for an hour and a half.  It was wonderful.  As we left TT bought Mr TT a sticky bun.  I bought my OH nothing because, as of today, we are on a healthy eating regime.  It was a kindness.

Yesterday was OH’s birthday and, amongst an assortment of other things, I bought him a Venus Fly Trap.  Although he didn’t say so, I couldn’t help but feel that he was underwhelmed by this gift.  I can’t think why, Venus is the goddess of love after all.  This fact may have been lost on him.  I can’t be certain, but he may well be thinking that TT is much better in the present department.