3rd May, Lindisfarne


Slept like a baby and as I stepped out of the door of Cambridge House to go in search of a top-up water supply for Tommy and check on how he has fared overnight, the drops of rain look suspiciously like small pellets of ice. Coupled with the wind it wasn’t very comfortable. However, Tommy has found a sheltered spot in the paddock and he is obviously enjoying the company of the sheep. I rub him under his neck to ease any stiffness there might be from the long journey and go in search of some water to replenish the bucket Ed had kindly left for us.


He is in this lovely paddock by default. When we arrived and I went in search of the farmer who had kindly agreed to let Tommy stay in one of his fields, he asked if I might put him in another temporary paddock until his homing pigeons had all returned unflustered by a strange horse having suddenly appeared next to their roost. On one of my visits to check him out, the owner of the ‘temporary’ paddock arrived with a car-load of assorted dogs to spend the w/e at her property only to find an unknown white horse had taken up residence in her paddock. Luckily. I was there to put her in the picture and a very embarrassing situation averted, Trudi very kindly said he could stay. As he was settled by this stage, and there was shelter from the prevailing wind, I accepted her generosity with gratitude. She says she brings her own horses on holiday here about twice a year. Lucky horses.


I have had an invitation from the vicar of St. Mary’s church, the Rev. Dr. Paul Collins, to attend the Holy Communion service at 10.45 where I can hand over the Piran stone I have brought as a gift from Cornwall.  Arriving at the church to find it is a cosy refuge from the wild weather outside and it is packed.  Any anonymity I might have enjoyed is blown out of the water when the Rev. Collins asks me to stand up and make myself known to the congressional gation during the reading of the notices.  Did I notice a collective intake of breath as he briefly explains our mission?  This is soon followed by a trickle of spontaneous applause.  I am then invited to explain the story of the Piran stone and manage to splutter out a few words that I hope made some sort of sense.  Then I am presented with 2 beautiful little St Cuthbert’s Beads which had been collected from the beach the previous day.  They are 300 million year old fossil crinoid columns that are found on the beach below St Cuthbert’s Island reputedly used by St Cuthbert as rosary beads.   A very fitting exchange of gifts which are gratefully received on both sides.


By the time I’d had a glass of wine and caught up with my emails in the pub next to the church, the rain was subsiding and the sun was trying to shine.  On my next visit to Tommy, he is in high spirits so we have a run around the paddock together and I am delighted to see how fit and well he seems, how fluid his movements are as he happily expresses his exuberant horsey nature.


Evening was spent upstairs in the Pilgrims Coffee catching up with family and trying to figure out how to upload pictures onto my iPad which should be doing it automatically.  So frustrating as it seems I have lost whole chunks of drafts.


5 thoughts on “3rd May, Lindisfarne

  1. Very much enjoying your posts and new experiences..what a lovely return gift! Tommy looks to be having VIP accommodation and very blase about it all… Lin

  2. I wish you and Tommy every blessing on your mammoth pilgrimage, I look forward ti reading your blog along the way.

    Patricia Stevens

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