As you may have guessed if you’ve caught any of my Instagram pictures this week, we have been in Dorset and Cornwall to celebrate my birthday.
I confess, I didn’t actually have a cream tea in Cornwall.
Much as I would have loved to, there simply weren’t enough hours in the day to work up sufficient appetite to fit one in between the meals I have been consuming at our fantastic bed & breakfast, Bangors Organic, near Bude.
Neil and Gill grow all of their own produce (apart from what’s wild-caught or locally reared) and it was just too good to be restrained about eating it.
We walked under blue skies to rocky coves.
We puffed up endless steps and gasped at endless views at Tintagel Castle.
We fed Neil’s chickens (and then ate their wonderfully orange-yolked eggs for breakfast).
We dined and slept in luxury and came home the better for it.
It wasn’t as hard as I had feared to live without either my hair straighteners (my fringe had a curly time of it) or my laptop (I forgot the charging cable).
My actual birthday was spent mainly in the car, travelling home. But no matter.
Batteries have been recharged. The family’s, and the laptop’s.
And there’s still a week of the Easter holidays left.
Now we just need a bit of warmer weather to enjoy it.





































