Wouldn't it be a good thing to get a week in Cornwall prescribed by your GP? It's made a world of difference to my little family let me tell you. We're a simple bunch. Nothing more complicated than sea, sand, pasties and ice cream required for the perfect week of r&r.
We spent many early hours and late evenings, taking in this lovely view from the sitting room window of our flat, just a stone's throw from the beach. We saw the fishmongers open up the fish cellars each morning and watched the daily clear up after the seagulls. Port Isaac is the perfect place to watch the world go by.
On sunny days the beach called. We rockpooled, fished for crabs and swam in the cold, cold sea.Watching my two chaps and their daddy have their first ever sea swims were special, magical moments. Its a long while since I swam in the sea and easing myself into the chilly waters at Readymoney Cove brought back fond, fond memories.
Back in the village, fish and chips eaten on the beach most nights was the perfect tea as the sun shone.
The rain did come. But not too often and the seaside has its own special charms on a dreary day.
But as soon as the sun peeped out again we were back to the beach and into the waves this time at Trebarwith Strand with its amazing rollers and giant sea caves.
And we ventured up to the cliff tops too, looking for sea birds and back to our most favourite hideaway.
And at the end of our days, (after following the silver band up the hill) we were back snuggled in our cosy bolthole, watching the world go by. Joyful days. We'll be back again, very soon.