Being in Cornwall this week, one is never far from the sea so today we decided to head off to St. Ives on the North coast. For those of you who don't know St. Ives is famous as one of the UK's premier seaside resorts, its glorious beach, fourth cleanest in Britain, the amazing light that has attracted many artists and a branch of the Tate gallery. So it came as a bit of disappointment when we arrived today.
There is sea and a beach out there somewhere, but we couldn't see it. To help with my humour, on the way back to our cottage I foolishly listened to the enforcer on my TomTom commanding me down ever narrower Cornish lanes with mud underfoot and brambles scraping down both sides of the car. Me praying quietly that there wasn't going to be a Massey Ferguson round the next blind corner. Grand day out.
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