I spent today doing a craft fair, one of the regulars in Beer, a lovely unspoilt village by the sea in East Devon. Beer is on the Jurassic coast, a World Heritage site as well as the South West Coast Path, England’s longest waymarked footpath at 630 miles. It gets many visitors, mainly British, but I’ve met many from around the world who have popped in to look for hand made gifts.
I always wonder how someone from America, Australia or China ends up in a tiny place like Beer, cities like Exeter twenty two miles away I can understand, but I suppose it’s no stranger than my visit to https://lucidgypsy.wordpress.com/2013/07/21/an-elusive-gorge-and-a-hill-top-perch/ recently.
A couple of weeks ago in Beer I met a lovely lady who knows Chittle Chattle, we had a good old chin wag and both found it amazing that our paths should cross. Last year I learnt that Lynne Braithwaite Sanders had ancestors just a few miles from me in Kenton and I went to photograph the village for her. These are both surprising but nothing compared to today when two ladies from New Zealand came and chatted to me. I’m nosey and always try to cajole people into telling me where they are from and not being satisfied with ‘the North Island’, I asked which town. Until I began blogging I could have named perhaps four places in New Zealand so when she said the name Tauranga I was amazed and said that I knew some one from Katikati just about twenty miles from there! They told me about the Bay, Waihi beach and Omokoroa and I was able to say that I’ve seen photos from there.
Is it just me that thinks it’s incredible that they showed up in that village hall, eleven thousand miles from home just on the day I was there? What do you think Jo B?
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No my dearest Gilly…it is far from incredible. It is as it was meant to be !!!! I am so glad you met them and got to hear about how wonderful this part of the world is. I am guessing they told you that …how could they not…hehehehehe
I know and it was wonderful, it left me with a stupid grin all day 🙂 and they positively gushed about your area!
Meant to say her name was Jan Mayston!
Oh please fix up my mistake.
I hate to mention this…but Katikati is not Katakati and Waihi is not Wahii…sorry but I can’t help myself and seeing as how I repeated myself i know you’ll forgive me correcting your wee mistakes.
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Blushes ! That was me typing when I should have been asleep!
How neat. And there’s a village named Beer. Must go there!
You would love it, great walks several pubs to check out and Lyme Regis just along the road!
That’s the beauty of our life here on this planet. Never ceases to amaze and delight me.
You’re right Cee, little miracles around every corner if we keep our eyes and hearts open!
It would have been even more incredible if they had known Jo 🙂
I did check because they were even they right age 🙂
I’m certain it was meant to be. Some of our strangest crossings happen for a reason. Did you exchange contact information by any chance?
No just a name, I was a bit too shy!
Gilly, the world definitely gets smaller each day. I still can’t get over you meeting someone like that! Hope we get to meet too……
I shall play dress up then if I ever go to Exter. 😀 And see how friendly you get. What delight to read how pushy you are to chit chat with people. 🙂