Captain Jack Sparrow has got nothing on Greg .....

So, as previously mentioned, last weekend we visited some of our relatives in sunny Devon and Cornwall.

We made sure we had the essentials .....

Clothes ..... check
Monkee ..... check
Chocolate ..... check
Pigeon ..... check
007 playing cards ..... check

After a long and boring journey, we settled into our five star accommodation then got busy with the treats ......

..... although 007 was keen to keep Greg at arms length ......

..... but I think he may have regretted his greediness the next day ......

We didn't actually do much in St. Ives with ......

...... as it was so incredibly windy ......





..... Greg found it especially difficult .....

..... those wings weren't made for flying .....

And we were all relieved to get to my Brother-in-law's house. It was our first visit there and we were very impressed by it's beautiful features.

Like this lovely (& warm) fireplace .....

..... and this impressive cast iron oven .....

..... 007 got busy with the copper kettle straight away!

Although he did seem a little confused about what was meant to be cooking ......

..... pigeon pie anyone?

The views scrubbed up pretty well too .....

Next day we visited some "friends", and I'm happy to report that no monkee business went on. Just a little pigeon baiting ......

..... and really, what's a little pigeon baiting between friends. Especially when said friends feed you up with delicious curry, make sure your glass is always topped up and offer to let your kids sleep over! (Plus, I think Greg actually quite enjoyed the attention .....)


So the next day we headed to a rather marvellous chocolate shop in Exeter, and picked them up a little Thank you. Although they were lucky to get them, as someone else had his beady eye on them ......






When we stopped for a coffee, it looked like 007 and Greg had fallen out ......




I'm not too sure but I think this may have had something to do with it .....



..... when 007 posed in front of Exeter Cathedral ......

..... Greg wanted a go too .....

..... and while he was being photographed I made sure that 007 was put away safely and comfortably .....

...... or maybe I didn't ......

(RGH, working my new bag)

(.... and a monkee .....)

Finally, this is for Murdo ......

..... I hope it helps ......

Well, that's it for today, please come back next time when I'll be reacquainting myself with that lovely man who brings me gifts on a virtually daily basis .....

Oh no! Wait!! I was forgetting! Something very exciting did actually happen while we were in Cornwall. Contrary to my earlier statement about Greg's wings, it appears that he can indeed fly.


During one flight out to sea, he came upon a miniature galleon and crew .....

(.... no, I haven't been drinking ....)

Once on board he rallied the crew into mutiny so that he could become the new Captain ..... well, those wings were really tired and he had to get back to land somehow .....

Cap'n Greg Pigeon ..... he could take Jack Sparrow with his wings tied behind his back!