Supporting the locals….

Read this romantic comedy by Polperro’s resident author while sipping the only tea grown in England, which is produced on a local estate.  Image

The Big day out…

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Weekend Visitors…

Roseanne, Ted and Mabel drove down to Polperro in their new Landrover (about 5 hours) and we went fishing, crabbing in the rockpools (as they do here with buckets and nets) and caving with a dinner at The Blue Peter Inn.

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Interesting things in Polperro…

The Shell house…

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Day trip…

On Thursday 14th of march I Drove towards Plymouth to Kingsand and Cawsand…

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It was a stunning day with lots of sunshine and ended in a nice plate of fish and chips, with mushy peas, at the Blue Peter Inn in Polperro.

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Awoke to Sunshine in Polperro…

The view from my cottage this morning…

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Bodmin Moor…

Well it was very bleak and I don’t know how Heathcliff and Cathy ever survived as well as all these stone age types building monuments and stone circles…

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Snowshowers…

Drove the lane ways to Golitha Falls and amidst showers of light snow explored this pretty area.

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The puddles were frozen…

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It was beautiful

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Road trip..Day 2..

It’s freezing again…1 degree and a roaring gale! Lovely drive from mosehole via Lamorna and Porthcurno to Land’s End. literally felt like I was being blown into the Atlantic Ocean.

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Drove through very windswept, rugged granite strewn countryside where there are lots of remnants of Tin mining finally reaching St Ives. Walking the narrow streets down to the sandy beach and harbour it actually started to snow!Image

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Arrival in Mousehole…

I drove on to Penzance and the only evidence of Pirates was the radio station I was listening to “Pirate FM”. Checked into my dinner, bed and breakfast hotel “The Old Coastguard” for the night.ImageImage

Mosehole (pronounced Mouz’l) is a very picturesque cornish harbour village and I had a chilly but lovely walk with a rewarding visit to the Sandpiper Gallery, before settling in at the hotel with a glass of french red to accompany my use of technology.

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