Cornish Dreams

Well, what a week we've had to round off the summer. Heading south-west last week in the pouring rain we never imagined that we'd return sunburnt, stuffed with ice creams and with several hundred hours body boarding under our belts. The wind blew (very, very hard) and there was plenty of cloud, but each day the weather improved and from mid week on Cornwall did a very good impression of the Med, only I'd take the breaking surf and rocky coves of these shores any day.

Mostly we stayed north this year, discovering new beaches and glorious views with wheat fields rolling to the edge of mighty cliff tops. As ever we coseyd up in a lovely old cottage in Port Isaac and stayed just yards from the harbour in a higgeldy-piggeldy little house with ancient wooden floors, thick walls, deep window seats and a wonderful view of the sea that we weren't expecting. Many hours in the early morning and evenings were spent sat here gazing let me tell you. I always take a couple of crochet blankets away with us just in case and I don't think they've ever looked more at home!

And we ventured to the south coast too, for our favourite ferry trip over to Polruan from Fowey. Such a simple thing and full of pleasure for us. We pootled around the village, fought the tide as ever and then chugged back across for a pasty.

One early sunny morning before breakfast, while everyone else was lolling around for a while, I managed to grab a precious hour alone for a very longed for walk up to the cliff top at Lobber Point. A tall ship was anchored just off the bay and I spent an age watching it and the smaller fishing boats pull up their lobster pots, enjoyed the wind in my hair and endless peace and quiet.

We got onto a beach everyday thankfully, even if it was pretty bracing at times. But our little men didn't seem to care and this was finally the year we kitted them both out with a wet suit and body board. Oh my, what fun. Later there was time to sit and watch the waves and be so thankful for the sun smiling on us and just to be together.

Such a brilliant time, more memories made and the perfect way to say goodbye to summer.

P.S. Thanks for all the smashing comments left this summer. I love reading them and really appreciate your time and effort to keep in touch with me even if I can't get around to saying hello myself all that often. Thanks so much.