Friday, March 19/2010

Our last day in Falmouth, though already we can imagine staying forever. We separate after breakfast again and Joe and I start off in the direction of the castle. Styop to buy an umbrella - two pounds something - at Trago, a fascinating overgrown general store with everything from shortbread to solid oak tables (£90!! but too heavy to lift, let alone bring home). J's old umbrella has broken and it's starting to rain. We get a little farther this time, but the rain gets heavier and the wind picks up, so we abandon the castle and go for ta at the little aquatic centre - not much to look at on the outside but a pleasant club inside and situated in a boatyard, so interesting views out the windowed front. Interesting Cornwall newspaper as well, with surprisingly good prices on used boats - and some laying hens and cockerels free, or nearly so. Jenny and her mum, meanwhile, have beaten the rain by hopping on a bus to Truro and visiting the cathedral there.

Mystery drive south of Falmouth, past the castle and a Victorian hotel and along the coast, getting happily lost on narrow roads. The signposts seem always to tell us that Gweek is four miles away no matter which way we turn. Then pick up fish and chips for supper. Haddock and mushy peas. Seems to go well with our harbour front home.