Me & the Corona virus in Salisbury

Apparently there is a deadly heatwave in Europe, in Salisbury it's apparently boiling which I'm not looking forward to coming back too.  There are some lovely gardens in Cornwall, a lovely place to sit you get that villagy feel with the sea views thrown in. I hate being in Salisbury, it's not so easy to get out for the day not without Annmaria getting stroppy because I've gone elsewhere on my own without her.  I used to have a life before she came along. Went to Falmouth for the last time this year, went to their lounge for lunch and  sat near a window overlooking the street, I'm going to miss the call of seagulls; occasionally I may here it in Salisbury but it won't be the same.  

 It's July already, why does the time fly past when I'm in Cornwall.  There's a documentary called 'Aliens, why are they here?'  One of the questions is ' do they holiday in Cornwall?'  No they go to Margate in kent, how boring is that. Me and mum had a lovely Cornish afternoon tea at the cafe at the top of the harbour, consisted of Salmon and cucumber sarnies and one scone with jam and cream.  Apparently Chris Pierce of Digs in't happy I've gone away, tough!  She wanted to pick up some photos Saturday for a tombola Digs are having, I'm fed up up of being told what to do and ordered about, like AnneMaria.  I used to have a life before I met up with her, she gets the hump if i go to places on my own without her,  Tries to muscle in on other people's affairs.  Why doesn't she mind her own fucking business and get on with her own family, her youngest daughter is getting annoyed with her. Me and mum sat in the harbour afterwards, its strange ...