Holiday...Wednesday

This was probably one of our busiest days. After breakfast we examined the bus timetable after deciding where we wanted to go. And so we planned our day by timetables and bus routes. The bus station was just on the other side of the tunnel, and we found the stop we needed easily. Our first port of call was Jersey Lavendar farm…I have always loved the scent of lavender, and Mum adores the plants…she collects them, so we boarded the bus. The driver was quite unhelpful as we didn’t know where we were going and he seemed a bit annoyed and grumpy. So we spent the trip counting or trying to count bus stops so we would get off at the right place. As it was we didn’t need to, because the driver stopped and told us where we needed to get off anyway, but if he had been a bit more friendly and told us that in the first place we would have enjoyed the ride a bit more. The Lavender farm was not as good as we had hoped, and we didn’t stay long. All the flowers had been harvested, so the wash of purple we had hoped for wasn’t there. The place smelled very nice tho, and there was the added bonus of the hens with their chicks wandering freely among the gardens like chickens should be allowed to do. Our next stop was Jersey Pearl. My dad had said to mum before we went that if she saw anything that she liked for a 30th (pearl) anniversary present then she should get it. So really we had to go there as soon as we saw the leaflet. When we walked in, the first thing we saw was a ‘pick your own pearl’ offer. For £15 you could pick an oyster from the tanks, and they would open it and take out the pearl that was inside, measure it and grade it and give you a certificate of authenticity for it’s value. Every oyster was guaranteed to have a pearl of between £15 and £78 depending on the size and colour. Mum got a slightly pinky one worth £44 and I got a white one worth £38. We had both been hoping for a rare and beautiful blue pearl, but never mind. After pearl fishing we wandered around the shop, and mum bought a gorgeous necklace, bracelet and earring set for her anniversary in pink pearl and silver.
Following the Jersey Pearl, we went to a mineral museum and shop called Treasures of the Earth. The museum was a little bit disappointing, but the shop was amazing. I love mineral shops with all their fascinating specimens and beautiful pieces of jewellery. I bought some donuts of polished crystal to wear on a lace around my neck, and a necklace made out of turquoise. Mum bought me a pair of opal earrings for my birthday, because I have always adored opals, they are immensely beautiful, and also very expensive. Once we had shopped ourselves out, we went back to St Helier on the bus and found a small pub to eat in. The food was good and the sun was warm, and there was a very cute seagull that kept coming over to say hello.


Henry
I took a picture of him and named him Henry. While we sat there a marching band appeared, practising for the battle of flowers parade. While mum went to take pictures of them, I had a conversation with the couple sitting next to us, and we had a bet on where the band came from, the lasiy’s husband said germany while her and I said france. It turned out that we were wrong and he was right, they were german. Ah well you can’t win them all.


We went back to the hotel soon after and watched some television until bedtime