Back on the spare

Well, the car has been sorted, and the revolting spare is on. I know I shouldn’t complain – it could have been a dratted space saver instead of the full size wheel, but I still don’t like it.

It looks like I managed to run over a sharp piece of metal without realising it, which cut into the tread, which then allowed the tyre to deflate. I was told that if I’d stopped and called out the RAC patrol, I could have saved the tyre. But it was so close to the wear bars, I would have needed to replace the tyre soon anyway.

At least I’m now mobile, and can do the things that I wanted to – including get the car fuelled as I’m on less than 25 litres in the tank (it’s a 50 litre tank on the Peugeot 207).

The trip to Solihull was reasonably successful - I managed to get a new pair of trousers and replace my spare moisturiser. The moisturiser is one of those rare things that I don’t mind paying a little more for. Ok – it’s £15.00 but given the fact that it suits me, I’m more than happy to pay that for it.

Why? Because it’s from a company called Lush – who specialise in fresh cosmetics and skin care using essential oils and natural products wherever possible (see http://www.lush.co.uk/)

Ah well, guess I should call this quits – I’m supposed to be sorting out some photographs to print from my recent holiday, not blogging!

Back later if I get the chance.

Karen

Now some things you hold on to - and some you just let go
Seems like the ones that you can't have
Are the ones that you want most

Pop goes the tyre

Normally, I would find this funny. But not today. Simply, because it’s my tyre that has gone “pop”. The off-side rear seemed resound to a dull “thump” as I was travelling, and when I was able to pull over and inspect it, the damned thing was flat. Thankfully, I carry a compressor in the car, and was able to pump it up enough to be able to nurse the car back home, to get the car into the garage.

Because I was supposed to be going into Solihull with Mum, we used her car, the idea being that I get mine sorted out when we got back, and because it wasn’t me driving, I was able to get a new tyre on order. Mum was a little concerned, as she thought I didn’t know the tyre size, but it’s one of those stupid things that I seem capable of remembering, so I was able to call a local tyre dealer and get a new tyre sorted out.

Unfortunately, it’s not a size that they carry, so it will need to be ordered from Michelin and I can then get it sorted on Thursday. Ok, it’s going to cost me £130.00 to replace this tyre, but I cannot allow the car to run around on the spare wheel. Ok, it’s a full size spare, but I’m afraid that aesthetically, it sucks. It’s black painted steel, where as the normal wheels on the car are alloy.

As I type this, I’m waiting to get the RAC out to get the spare fitted. Ok – I know that I can do it, but the trouble is, I don’t know how much damage has been done with me driving on the wheel…

Time to go – the RAC patrol has just arrived.

Back when the car is sorted.


Karen


Now some things you hold on to - and some you just let go
Seems like the ones that you can't have
Are the ones that you want most

Madeiran Embroidery

Something that the island of Madeira is famous for (aside from its wine and flowers) is the fabulous hand done embroidery. The first time Mum and I went to Madeira, we were told to watch out for the holographic seal that is attached to a piece of embroidery. Why? Because this is the symbol that it has been checked by IBTAM (Instituto de Bordados Tapeçarias e Artesanato de Madeira) to ensure that it isn’t machine made. There is a simpler way – just look at the price!

I will admit to falling for a table cloth, and having serious thoughts about buying it… Or I did until I saw the price. It was €3,000. Mind you, having seen the work that goes into such pieces, I can understand why. Apparently, just a relatively simple piece of embroidery (such as a napkin) can take about 5 days of work, and if you add in the intricate cut work, then that time can almost double.

There is also a magnificent museum that shows some of the fabulous embroidery that is done on the island. It’s called Núclei Museológico do IVBAM (or the IBTAM museum). As you enter the building, and head up the main staircase, the first thing that you see is a huge (and I mean huge) tapestry.

All I can recall about this is that it has about seven million stitches, and took about five years to produce.

Once inside the displays are something special, and I will admit to gazing in wonder at some of the pieces, as it is almost impossible to imagine having the skill to produce the pieces that were on display.

One of my favourite pieces, was a tablecloth that was produced for the Queen’s state visit to Portugal (think it was 1985 or there about). The workmanship was something truly special, even by the standards of the pieces that were on display.

But my all time favourite piece is this one:

This was produced in 1999 (I think), and you can compare the paper pattern with the finished product – something I took great delight in doing.

The other display that caught my eye, was the display that showed the process from paper design to the final product. Unfortunately, the camera hated the display cases, so I only managed to get two useable shots from this entire display.

Well, this finally finishes the trip to Madeira. But I will admit to one thing – I think I have found my ideal holiday destination. Why? Because I can kick back, ignore the world and totally chill out.

After coming back, I am totally relaxed, and am ready to deal with the stupidity that seems to infest my day to day life here in the U.K. But, if I get the chance to go back – I’ll gladly do so, simply because I have fallen for this island paradise.

Time to call this quits – there are things I need to sort out before I head to the playpen tomorrow.

Back when I get the chance...


Karen


Now some things you hold on to - and some you just let go
Seems like the ones that you can't have
Are the ones that you want most

Of a Ship and a Fort

There has been one place that Mum and I have been meaning to visit every time we go to Madeira, but never do. The São Tiago Fort.

Why? Because this fort is next to the hotel that Mum and I stay in! Well, we finally decided to go and have a look…

We’d been into Funchal, and decided to take a gentle walk back. I’d stopped to go into one of the shops on the way back to the hotel – the idea being that as I walk faster than Mum, I would catch up with her. As I was walking back to join her, I heard this very loud horn blast, and Mum yelling “move it” and gesturing towards the sea front.

I did as I was told for once, and am so glad I did. Simply because the largest cruise liner currently afloat – Royal Caribbean’s Independence of the Seas was making its majestic way into port.

Mum and I watched it docking, whilst we had a drink at the restaurant that was next to the cable car, and discussed our plans for the rest of the day. As it was still fairly early, we decided to head back to the hotel room, drop off the little bit of shopping that we had picked up (fresh fruit from the market) and head to the fort.

The fort holds a Modern Art museum (not something I am particularly keen on) but the views were something rather special – especially as there was a fantastic view of the port (or the harbour as I keep calling it!)

As well as the views across the harbour, you could get some lovely photographs of the old town, as well as the view up towards Monte.

Ah well – time to call this quits – I’m supposed to be getting ready to go out.

Back later.


Karen


Now some things you hold on to - and some you just let go
Seems like the ones that you can't have
Are the ones that you want most

Monte Tropical Palace Garden

As I said in previous posts – this garden merits a post all on its own, simply because it is such a spectacular place.

This garden is one of those places that takes you all over the world in horticultural terms, and also houses two beautiful museums. The first museum is devoted to African Art. Ok – I know it’s not to everyone’s taste, but the sculpture was really something special.

The second museum is the one that really catches the eye, simply because of the exhibits. They’re various geodes and other items that have been collected over the years, and are displayed in such a way that you just can’t help but be in awe of the wonders that nature produces.

The majority of the displays are amethyst geodes from Brazil, but that didn’t lessen the impact that they had. Some of them ranged from a fairly pale purple, though to the rich almost imperial purple that you associate with top quality amethyst.

 

However, the real reason for going to the garden was just that – the garden. This has all kings of exotic flora from my favourite cycads, to typical plants from the Madeiran archipelago, including the Bay tree (Laurus Azorica), Canary Island Juniper (Juniperus Cedrus), to the almost common Agapanthus plants.

Each area seemed to have a distinct theme, and one of my favourite areas (aside from the cycad area) was the Japanese inspired garden. Why? Because the walkways and bridges that link this area are painted a bright red, which stands out magnificently against the lush greenery.

 

 

Aside from that, the scenery is just spectacular, and the little café has some of the most special memories for me. Why? Because of a cheeky little chaffinch. There was a lady sitting behind Mum and myself, with a cake of some description, and the chaffinch kept perching on the back of the spare chair, eyeing up the crumbs, if not the cake itself.

It seemed to get braver the more time it spent looking at the crumbs, and finally ended up hopping onto the table itself!

When it saw me with the camera, it seemed to turn around to me, and say ”oh, yeah? And what’s your problem, mate?” I just couldn’t resist the chance, and snapped the cheeky little thing.

But the patience was rewarded – it got the crumbs, and even hopped onto the edge of the plate to make sure it didn’t miss anything.

When the chaffinch flew away (I’m amazed it could fly, the amount that it had eaten – greedy little thing.) I decided to see what I could see from the little viewpoint. I wasn’t disappointed, as I got the most fabulous views of the western side of Funchal.

Ah well – time to call this quits – I need to get some sleep, as I have an early start tomorrow.

Back when I get the chance…

Karen


Now some things you hold on to - and some you just let go
Seems like the ones that you can't have
Are the ones that you want most

Monte

This is somewhere that is a real haven of peace, away from the hustle and bustle of Funchal. It's also cooler, and whilst in Funchal, it can be brilliant sunshine, you can end up looking like a drowned rat in Monte!

I will admit, trying to take photos whilst the cable car is running is something of an art, but it's one that I seem to have been able to master (if I do say so myself!)

One of my favourite places in Monte, is the little restaurant / bar that is attached to the cable car building. Why? Because of the fabulous views over the port of Funchal, as well as Funchal itself.

Aside from the views, Monte is known for a number of things - Monte Palace Tropical Gardens (I'll do a separate post on this!), the Toboggan and the Igreja Matriz de Nossa Senhora do Monte - also known as Mother Church of Our Lady of Monte.

The toboggan is one of those things that you have to experience (yes - I have done so) and I remember pelting down the road on a wickerwork toboggan and going sideways at several points along the route!

But the best thing (or most scary thing - depending on your outlook) is that the route is actually along public highways. I will admit to one thing - I would be loathe to park my car on the route, as at one point, I really thought we were going to end up embedded in the side of a brand new VW Polo!

Not far from the toboggans, is the church. But, there is a catch (isn't there always?) You have to climb 74  steps to get to the church.

However, this is well worth the climb, as the interior is something very special. OK - it's not as ornate as the Cathedral, but this is just as special in its own way...





The ceiling of this Church is something that really stunned me. The last time I was there, I freely admit to missing it - not this time!



But there is more to Monte than just the gardens, toboggans and the church.  Just a short walk from the toboggans, is the village square, complete with its own little cafe and shop.  Again, it's just so pleasant to sit there, and just watch the world go by...

But not only is there the cafe & shop, there is a lovely shrine to the Virgin Mary.  It never fails to amaze me, and the flower displays are always immaculate.

Ah well guess I should call this quits - I've been staring at a computer screen for too long today.

Back later if I get the chance.

Karen


Now some things you hold on to - and some you just let go
Seems like the ones that you can't have
Are the ones that you want most

Funchal & it's delights - Jardim Orquidea and the Botanical Gardens

The one thing that I really love is the flowers and gardens in Madeira. The best example for me is Jardim Orquida (see http://www.madeiraorchid.com/), which houses some of the most magnificent orchids that I have ever seen (or had the pleasure of photographing) I just wish I could have captured the scent of some of the orchids - it was truly knock out - especially the Cattalaya orchids.

The entrance to Jardim Orquida is nothing much to look at, on first glance. However, it's when you get inside that the magic really happens.

There were so many orchids (and I took so many photos) that it's hard to say what really caught my imagination the most. But the one thing that really stuck out for me, was the variety of orchids that were on display - including Vanda orchids that ranged in colour from a very pale blue/mauve to a rich blue (as in my photo below)

Some of the flowers were just weird (and I admit - I don't know very many of the names!)

Bu the one that did catch my eye, was a Dendrobium:

The one thing that did upset me, was the fact that some of the plants weren't labeled. When I asked why, I was told that it was for security reasons, as the plants tended to be the rarer varieties. This was because in the past, when they had been labeled, orchid collectors had stolen the plants.

The only thing I wanted to do was take photographs - and curse that I don't have the right cultivation conditions for these beautiful plants. But that doesn't stop me trying - OK - more to the point, doesn't stop Mum trying - she went and bought one of the plants that was on sale. A Dendrobium (don't think it was the one I liked though). She brought it back in her flight bag and it is now growing happily in the kitchen.

After we went to Jardim Orquidea, Mum and I walked to the Botanical Gardens. (See http://www.madeirabotanicalgarden.com/)  Ok - it's supposed to be 200 metres from where we were, but the trouble was there were no obvious signs and I guess that Mum and I walked more like 500 metres.  But as far as I was concerned, it was well worth it.  Why? Because we came in at the bottom end of the garden, near the Cycads.

Ok - I admit it - I have a real love of these facinating prehistoric plants, and everywhere that they grew, I tried to get photographs.  Don't ask me what species they were, because I honestly don't know.  But that wasn't the only attraction of the Botanical Garden for me. 

Whilst Mum was resting with a cold drink (she wasn't feeling too good) I made my escape and found all sorts of interesting things to photograph - including plants that I didn't even know flowered.  Why?  Because here in the UK, we treat them as foliage plants - things like the Swiss Cheese plant (Monstera Edulis)

The central spathe of this plant is edible, and is sold in the market as a fruit.  It's an aquired taste, I have to admit, but it was one that I did manage to aquire...

There was such a wide variety of plants that there is no way that I can show everything that I saw.  The one thing that I do remember (for a variety of reasons) was the carpet bedding display.

There are channels of water between parts of the displays, and the reason I remember this, is because they were covered with algae, and I had to warn Mum that they were not grass... 

However, someone also thought that they were grass.  I was photographing the Cactus display that over looks the carpet bedding when I heard a splash.  Yes, you guessed it, someone had tried to walk on the "grass" and fell into the water.  I'd be lying if I said I didn't laugh.

Aside from that, there were lots of things that I found facinating (apart from the cycads) - including a Ginger Lilly that was taller than me!

But the plants weren't the only thing that caught my imagnination.  The spectacular scenery was something that I just couldn't resist trying to get photographs of:

Aside from the plants (and spectacular scenery) the peacocks that strutted around the gardens seemed to show no fear of visitors.  I managed to get a couple of shots whilst I was taking a quick break (ok - I was seated reviewing some photos on my camera!)

However, the real fun came when I joined Mum at the coffee shop.  There were about three peacocks "mugging" people for crumbs (and larger bits if they could get them) and two of them were "scared" (I use the term very loosly) by one of the rangers who was near by.  The third peacock hid, and when the ranger's back was turned, made the most of the lack of competition!

But the others didn't stay away for long, and by the time Mum and I left, there were five peacocks - the other two had brought their mates with them!

Ah well - guess I should call this quits - I need to get some sleep as I'm back in the playpen tomorrow.

Karen

Now some things you hold on to - and some you just let go
Seems like the ones that you can't have
Are the ones that you want most

Funchal and it's delights - the Municipal Museum

Something that is not really well publicised, is the Municipal Museum. This houses a small aquarium, with native marine animals (including some ferocious looking Fang Tooth Moray Eels) as well as showing some rather interesting stuffed animals that show the natural history of the archipelago.

It's housed in a really attractive building, and some of the interior features really caught my imagination - including the screen across a window:

Up on the first floor, was a facinating display of stuffed birds, fish and some animals.

There was an additional bonus for me – there was an exhibition of… Spiders.Yes, spiders. Live ones. No pictures I’m afraid, but there were two that stuck in my memory. One because of the name - the Wedding Present spider.

No, I’m not joking. This is a genuine spider. Not really something that would normally be memorable (it looked rather insignificant if I’m honest), but the name made me smile.

The other spider that I can recall quite clearly, is the Desertas Tarantula. By the standards of most other tarantulas, it was quite delicate, but it was really pretty –as I said, I’m afraid I couldn’t get any photographs – wish I could have done, as they would have made great screensavers…

Ah well - I'm comming to the end of my lunchbreak, so I guess I should get ready to head back to my desk...

Back later.

Karen

Now some things you hold on to - and some you just let go
Seems like the ones that you can't have
Are the ones that you want most

Funchal and its' delights - The Farmer's Market

The one thing that does stick in my mind (for all the right reasons) is the Mercado dos Laverdores – the Farmer's market. This has such a buzz about it – even better on a Friday and Saturday, as the local people go to do their weekend fruit, vegetable and fish shopping.

There's such a buzz about this place, and the stallholders were only too happy to allow me to photgraph their stalls - not unreasonably they are very proud as the majority of the fruit and vegtables were grown near Funchal.

Don’t get me wrong – I’m not knocking this market – far from it. It was a real joy to go there and see all the different fruit and vegetables (makes me realise just what we’ve lost here in the UK) as well as the fresh fish. Not to mention all the other silly bits that you can get (like my Poncha for starters!)

Yet for me, it was the wide variety of fresh fish that was available.  Everything from sardines, through to octopuss, tuna and most surprisingly of all, fang tooth Moray Eel.

This was something special, as I'd never seen them for sale in the market.  I'd seen the Black Scabbard fish everytime I'd been there, as well as Tuna and other fish.  What the Fang Tooth tastes like, I have no idea.

Ah well, guess I should call this quits - I'm supposed to be working, not blogging! (Yes, I'm back in the playpen...)

Karen

Now some things you hold on to - and some you just let go
Seems like the ones that you can't have
Are the ones that you want most