Two must-see places for visitors today – Fowey and Charlestown. I have already written about the former as one of my favourite towns, and it was a delight to wander yet again amongst the brilliant small shops and back lanes all the while immersed in the special atmosphere of a seaside town and port. Charlestown is different, very different.Located about a mile outside the town of St Austell it is ‘an amazingly pristine, unspoiled example of a late Georgian working port. It was constructed between 1791 and 1801 by Charles Rashleigh, entrepreneur and member of the local landowning family, in response to the growth of the local mining industry. Originally built to export copper and import coal, it was soon being used for the export of China Clay. It is from its creator that the the port gets its name.
Upon completion, Charlestown was a model Georgian “new town”. By the 19th Century various associated businesses were established in sheds and warehouses around the harbour such as pilchard curing, shipbuilding, brick making and lime burning, and the population exploded to close on 3,000. Many attractive period properties sprang up in the village, ranging from elegant Georgian houses to squat fisherman’s cottages, and by and large they remain giving the town an unspoiled Georgian character. This unique combination has lead to Charlestown being a popular location for film and television locations, and to some extent this has probably helped subsidise its existence and prevent development. Credits include Poldark (past and present), Hornblower, Mansfield Park and many more.
There is usually a fleet of square riggers ships to be seen, so it is more than worth a visit.
A huge benefit of being retired is that you can take advantage of any fine or relatively fine spell of weather at the drop of a hat. So today we went to the seaside. As we were
going to Lappa Valley theme park, our beach destination was on the north coast. Exploring a new beach can be hard work, so refreshment is sometimes needed! Lappa Valley is a theme park for younger children, which is ideal for a half-day visit combined with a beach. There are 3 steam trains and loads of mini playgrounds, plus a good collection of animals. My daughter rated it quite highly for a two-year old, and would definitely come back. She enjoyed it as you can see. Although we
are in south-eastern Cornwall , all Cornwall is quite accessible for us, and you are never more than 16 miles from the sea wherever you are. The weather can be quite different on the south and north coasts at any one time, so the possibilities are endless. We are really looking forward to exploring more and more of the coastline, especially when the temperature is more suitable for picnics.
Now it’s the turn of my daughter, son-in-law, and gorgeous grand daughter to visit, and you can still enjoy our beaches on a non-sunny day. Beach combing is such a pleasure, especially when you are young
! It does all get a bit
much at times though….We now seem to have got into the habit of taking our visitors to The Talland Bay..you always get a nice welcome, the food is good and reasonably-priced, and there’s plenty to keep you occupied whatever your age…and preaching to the budgerigars can be fun……
But who’s this?


marvellous sea vista and sideways view to the small hamlet of Talland and its impressive cliff-top church, it is more or less halfway on the coast path between Looe and Polperro, and reachable by us in the car in 15 minutes. The
y of the church in the 15th century. There survives old woodwork in its fine wagon roofs; and the many benchends (partly ca. 1520, the rest ca. 1600) are of the usual Cornish type and among the finest examples of these. But back to the hotel, not only do the gardens contain loads of talking points but inside is crammed full of quirky art works…..you could be in a boutique hotel in Barcelona. I particularly like the budgies outside and, the cheerful clock inside, and I love the naked bottom hanging outside the Gents!



Here is the view from the window of the hairdresser’s in Looe where F and I both had a cut. I sent it to my children to indicate how we are getting on…..that such a mundane thing as having your hair cut could be such a pleasure. We got a nice cup of tea, and the best ever cuts to boot. Not bad for £31 for the two of us. I am a little worried that I am not doing so much reading at the moment, but on the other hand we are working hard at our boxes and having a fantastic time. I also plead the ptrygium I have which makes reading a pain (literally) sometimes.
We decided to explore along the coast and go to the twin towns of Cawsand and Kingsand. A warm summer’s day yet again (remember this is supposed to be March!) meant the whole trip was idyllic, and the two towns themselves were a veritable revelation…pretty as a picture, full of interesting old cottages,
splendid pubs, three small beaches, views in the bay of yachts and large freighters (presumably waiting their turn to enter the Plymouth docks), and also, as I found out later, a Dutch frigate, a German frigate and a US Fleet supply ship….Having parked in Cawsand we walked through to Kingsand and exiting that via the beach we entered Mount Edgcumbe Park, sat on a bench to admire a bank behind us full of daffodils in bloom and the bay spread out in front of us, and walked towards two large birds of prey ensconced in the trees above us…now, having got home, clearly identified as buzzards, always a magnificent sight. We hit very lucky for lunch as we ignored the cafes with sea views (fine though they looked) and decided on The Old Bakery. We couldn’t rate it more highly…lovely toasted sandwiches with the most amazing sourdough bread. The bread itself had all sold out otherwise we would have stocked up, and although Monday night is artisan pizza night, we couldn’t stay til 5.30pm ( but can’t wait for when we can ). We took the minor coastal road on the way back and stopped at Downderry where we had a wander on the beach doing a bit of beach combing, another lovely place worth a re-visit…the places to revisit are coming in thick and fast!

We decided to visit Exeter today being as it has the only John Lewis in these parts and we wanted to source various things. Once at the city, we travelled in on the excellent Park and Ride (free for us) and had a quick look around the outside of the magnificent cathedral, which we have visited before, being amazed again by the stupendous West Front. Here is what the official cathedral site says….”The West Front Image Screen of Exeter Cathedral is one of the great architectural features of Medieval England. The addition of the image screen around 1340 marked the completion the re‑building of the cathedral in the Gothic style. Work continued on the screen with the additional top tier completed about 1470. Behind the screen, to the right of the Great West Door is the burial chapel of John Grandisson who died in 1369 after more than 40 years as Bishop of Exeter. The screen is covered in a wealth of carving, dominated by three rows of statues in niches. At the bottom are angels appearing to support all the figures above. Most of the figures of the middle row represent Kings of Judah. In the upper row, to right of centre, is a representation of God. On His right hand would have been a seated figure of the Blessed Virgin Mary. Her image was destroyed in the Reformation and, later, mistakenly replaced by King Richard II. Also in the upper row are figures of the Apostles, the Evangelists and Old Testament Prophets. Dozens of figures also peer out from the battlements above and the whole screen is decorated with plants and animals. Originally, the image screen was entirely coloured and must have made a convincing vision of heaven.”
We found everything we wanted and noted the excellent use of many historic buildings. Exeter deserves a medal for the way it has really looked after its historic centre…busy but unspoilt and full of character. Very reminiscent of Chester. We look forward to a return visit.
We’ve been having absolutely incredible weather for March – sunny and warm. So today we did what we said we would do more of when we moved down to Cornwall, and used our old persons’ bus passes to jump on the bus in St Keyne and take it to
only picturesque, but a proper Cornish fishing village, a working port as well as a great tourist attraction. Because Easter is at hand everyone seemed very busy painting and tittyfying ready for the influx, and many shops and cafes were closed. Having walked to the harbour across the 