“They turned the Adelphi into a Travelodge …”

The Thursday Murder Club, p. 51:

  • I know that Bernard will be in his customary position at the back. I always feel like I would like to sit next to him — he is jolly company when he turns his mind to it — but I know he visits Fairhaven for his late wife, so I leave him in peace. That’s where they met, and that’s where they lived before they moved in here. He told me that since she died he would go to the Adelphi Hotel, where she used to work, and polish off a couple of glasses of wine, overlooking the sea. That’s how I first found out about the minibus, if I’m honest, so silver linings. They turned the Adelphi into a Travelodge last year, so now Bernard sits on the pier.

Photographing Public Art Challenge (PPAC) #3: Dromberg Stone Circle

This stone circle was in southern Ireland, a day’s drive from Cork. Much smaller than Stonehenge, but — how beautiful to come upon it in the Irish countryside! Self saw the Dromberg Stone Circle in 2017 (She’s just beginning to appreciate the enormous amount of traveling she did that year!)

This is self’s 3rd posting for the Photographing Public Art Challenge (PPAC). Read all about it on Cee Neuner’s blog. She and Marsha Ingrao are co-hosts of this challenge.

Stay cool, dear blog readers. Stay cool.

July #TreeSquare Challenge #4: Sunday in Golden Gate Park, Part II

For this July #TreeSquare challenge, self is sharing more pictures she took in Golden Gate Park last Sunday, the Fourth of July. It was a beautiful day: cool! What a nice respite from the heat down on the Peninsula.

The statue is a memorial to Marie Bonner. The log cabin was something self stumbled open while wandering around the picnic area:

Stay cool, dear blog readers. Stay cool.

Top Dialogue: The Thursday Murder Club

“I have a job for you, Ibrahim,” says Elizabeth, sipping a mint tea. “Well, a job for you and Ron, but I’m putting you in charge.”

“Very wise,” says Ibrahim, nodding. “If I might say.”

Quote of the Day: The Thursday Murder Club, pp. 37 – 38

  • “She must be fifty,” Ian thinks, same age as him. Different for women, though . . . If that meant having to flirt with a fifty-year-old for a couple of weeks, then so be it . . . As he shakes Karen’s hand, Ian thinks that using a bit of hand cream every now and again wouldn’t kill her. Fifty! He wouldn’t wish it on anyone.

Ian’s thinking is apropos of THE VILLAIN. THE VILLAIN. THE VILLAIN!

That is all.

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