Resting on the South Coast
Well I don’t need a rest because my feet are well up for action and my muscles are fine. However it’s nice to see our old lass and we’ve got today (Sunday) and tomorrow before our lass goes back to Leeds and I go back to St Ives on Tuesday, dropping the hire car off in Penzance and meeting Andrew Mander there for the next phase of the walk. Lands End and all the extreme westerly bits will be fascinating. The car’s been good; a Fiat 500 but with a lot of space.
</aWe've been to these farm cottages near Polperro six or seven times now and they're great – Fox Valley Cottages – owned by Linda and Andy. There is an indoor pool, sauna, spa and the usual games room, as well as a tremendous location. We're staying in the Eyrie this time.
I’m going mussel picking this afternoon, hopefully get some little clams too for spaghetti marinara tonight. I’ll let you know how I get on.
Back again, got a load of mussels and gave half to the neighbours who loved them but we didn’t think they were that good. No R in the month, well there is today I know but we ate them yesterday didn’t we! No I don’t think there would be a miraculous change overnight but all I’m saying is that they weren’t that good. I picked a load from the same spot with my mate Frances Carrere in May and we cooked them on a bonfire on the beach and they tasted like an angel crying on your tongue. No I haven’t had an angel crying on my tongue but it’s just a phrase and no there isn’t an R in May and no I don’t want to carry on with this debate.
For all you Wednesday fans here’s a photo.
On the road again tomorrow. Blog you then.
Blade goes west 