We had people to stay - Jackie’s nephew and his fiance. They are young, clever, happy, and optimistic, which provides a foil to my dismal prospect of the future of the world. The journey from London took them more than six hours (on the Friday evening before a Bank Holiday) instead of less than four, just because of traffic Still, their youthful vigour was undented, they were charming company, we had a great day out at Teignmouth, and since they missed dinner on Friday, and left on Sunday morning, we had lots of food left over. I’m still looking forward to having the place to ourselves, though.
The pier at Teignmouth boasts a set of "Tuck Shop" machines, very possibly the crappiest pinball machines still in daily use on planet Earth. They don't have any controls except the ball release, and nothing much happens after that. It seems you win by co-ordinating the ball's final demise with the appearance of a red traffic light, although I didn't chance an actual 10p on having a go. Pity really. I should be more adventurous.
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| Tuck Shop machines - yum yum! |
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