I missed last week’s post! Sorry, single-figure readership. Still, you had a funny video to watch in the meantime, what’s wrong with you?
Anyway, I went back to Plymouth this weekend. Ah, Plymouth. City of my… uh, year-or-so of renting. We passed through Totnes on my way, and I was very excited by it. It was a lovely place to live, and the simple act of passing through on a train made me smile. Plymouth, well, I smiled but I wasn’t really as happy. I never really liked Plymouth. Sorry, I know it’ll be devastated.
They’ve got a big-assed shiny shopping mall in there now, which for a lot of cities is a cause for concern. The town centre might be in trouble! But with Plymouth… it’s so bloody grim with its post-war austerity-years Albert-Speer-planning that a nice new mall is actually a good thing. I bought jeans for the first time since I was 19! Madness.
Anyway, other than that it’s not changed. If you’d like to visit, I can recommend the little cafe on the cliff side near the Citadel, just between the Mayflower Steps and the Hoe. Nice cheese ‘n’ chutney sandwiches.