Last week I took one of the service users, (the new politically correct term for persons in care), on a client holiday to Minehead. Minehead is located in what is referred to in Britain as ‘The West Country’ being on the coast of the Bristol Channel in the county of Somerset. The company rented a huge country cottage that can sleep up to eleven but there was only the two of us, the client, whom I shall call Jerry and me.
While we did some fun activities during our three day stay, we went on the steam train and took a trip to the fishing village of Lynton, Jerry was quite content to spend the evenings on the couch watching cooking programmes or those about house buying, they are interests for him. Since such programmes aren’t really my thing, I had to find other things to focus my attention on while at the same time, stay with my client. Therefore, I took my writing with me.
The picturesque surroundings of where we stayed and the area around Minehead were very inspiring. I felt that I couldn’t help but to look at the spectacular views and not be inspired to write. Just looking out the windows from my bedroom or from the balcony of the cottage was inspiring enough. I can’t remember the last time I got so much writing done. I fully completed my latest short story and made some changes to the previous one. Originally they were going to be fused together but with all that inspiration, I wrote and wrote and what was going to be a very short story turned out to be something longer than what I had originally expected. That is the influence the countryside around Somerset had on me. It also helped that Jerry was content to just watch TV. I know that if it had been some of the other service users, I would have gotten little to nothing done despite the breathtaking views. For example, Melvin, who I featured in my ancient series of posts titled: “More Like Them Than I Think” would have been wanting to talk from the time he got up til the time he went to bed. When that finally did happen, I would have been so worn out, I wouldn’t have had the energy to write as I would have been mentally drained.
So, being the generous soul that I am, I am going to share my holiday snaps with you because most of you can’t get to Minehead. Maybe the pictures will give you the inspiration it gave me, although many of you have your own places that inspire and I would like to hear about those.
The view from my bedroom window
The balcony view
The view of the countryside from the steam train.
The village of Wachet. I always wanted to go here because the name reminded me of Elmer Fudd.
The coast around Lynton
A shop in Minehead. I took this photo because I knew my wife would find it funny, which she did.
I hope these views will inspire you like they did me.
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