Svengali and a trip to Little Common

On Friday evening we went down to Torquay to see Derren Brown, I’d have to kill you if I told you the content of the show, but what I can say is that it was brilliant! From start to finish at 11pm, he didn’t stop ‘working’ the audience and they loved it. Well worth the money and I would recommend it to anybody, thankyou Gwilym for persuading us to get tickets. We parked fairly close by at Fleet car park so it was only a few minutes walk along the sea front to the theatre. It was a nice evening and all the Chavs were out on their Hen and and Stag nights. Hyw couldn’t believe it and was quite entranced by them all.

Saturday morning saw us heading over to mum’s at Little Common. We had a lovely evening out at the Red Lion at Hooe, then back for episodes 3/4 of The Bridge, the Scandinavian crime drama. Sunday, it was raining hard, but we decided to go to the Jerwood Gallery, which has recently opened up on the Stade at Rock and Ore. Their permanent collection was brilliant and it is a real addition to the Old Town. Whilst we were in their it started to clear and by the tIme we had come out it was brilliant sunshine. We went for a walk up All Saints Street and saw the cottage that Graham used to own. I haven’t bought my thingy for transferring my photos, so I will have to share those when I return home. I bought some crabs on the way back to the car and we also did a quick tour of the Fishermen’s Museum, for old times sake. Hunger was calling so we set off home for lunch and fresh crab.



It rained like mad during the night but by the morning it was relatively clear and seemed to be looking pretty ok in the direction of Padstow, so off we went. We parked in the upper car park and did a walk around the town before setting off for a cliff top walk towards Trevone Head. Before we got there we took the path down to the beach and settled down to some ipad art as we hadn’t bought our paints along with us – again. The beach was nice and sheltered and it was good to see Pentire from a different angle.

Into Padstow again for a bite to eat, Stein’s pasty, custard tart and coffee, then a look in at the Stein empire before setting off for Trevone Head by car. It had come on to rain a bit so we headed off back to the ranch, it was now about 4pm, and did some painting in our room. Liz was cooking us supper tonight and it did not disappoint. We had salmon, in a butter and lemon sauce, fresh peas and broccoli and new potatoes and for desert we had apricot almond crumble, delicious.

The next day it was time to pack our bags but not before we had another excellent breakfast, this time we had smoked salmon and scrambled egg. It was bright and sunny so we went first to Widemouth Bay where we did quite a bit of painting, then on to Bude, for a walk around and trip to the fabric shop.








The Delabole Hole

On the drive back to the B and B, Verity wanted to stop off and see the Delabole hole. At one time it was the deepest man made hole I think, in Europe, maybe the world, but it has since been superseded, still its fairly impressive for a slate quarry. Delabole itself has nothing to recommend it.



I then wanted to go to Trebarwith Strand, as I hadn’t been there for many a year. I almost wished we hadn’t at one point as the road was extremely narrow, long and horrendously precipitous, I could not have backed up at all if we had met anything! The tide was in, and we got the full force of the wind in our faces, but it was worth it for the view of the sea and island ( there isn’t much else ).


We made our way home via Tintagel but didn’t stop as it looked very touristy. That evening we ate at the Napoleon Pub in Boscastle village. Lovely open fires, good atmosphere and food.


Afterwards, we had a quick walk around the village, down more steep hills, and decided that the village was much prettier than the harbour.


You may wonder why I’m doing all my posts in instalments, the fact is I lost all of my first attempt so I’m publishing them as I go!

We left Port Isaac and headed off for New Polzeath, where I managed to park in a prime position on the cliff, the only trouble was it started to pour down. Undeterred, we set up the interior of the car as a painting studio, the only trouble was, the light was changing so fast that Verity and I ended up with the same scene but completely different weather conditions, plus hers is better.


Pentire Point from New Polzeath, work in progress

After several more quick showers we decided to walk across the beach and get a coffee and have a mooch around the shops.





Having exhausted the delights of Polzeath, we headed off for a coastal walk to Lundy Bay. It was very sheltered and we cursed ourselves for not lugging our paints with us. We did have our cameras though so we took plenty of photos. I particularly like the one of the Queen!




Port Isaac and beyond

After a splendid breakfast of fresh fruit salad and full English, we set off for Port Isaac, getting there before most of the other tourists had ventured out. It was very blowy but the sun was peeping out now and again, and all in all, a splendid day to see the town again. We parked on the top and took the cliff path down to the village, taking plenty of photos as we went and doing the Doc Martin tribute for Carolyn and Verity.


Work in progress – The Town from Doc Martin’s house!





The holiday begins!

The first day we went straight to Boscastle, we got there around lunch time so we ate our packed lunch and set off to explore. It was very windy, and quite a cold wind, but very bright as we made our way down through the village. We called in at a pottery and some other gifty type shops before heading off for the harbour mouth. It was pretty steep at the end, the harbour being in the River Valance, before it reaches the sea. It was so windy that we climbed up to take some photos but didn’t dare go any further for fear of being blown off the cliff. We needed a tea and cake after that little adventure so we went in a little tea rooms to warm up and sample the wares! After that we went to the NT shop and found out more about the August 2004 floods. It was still early so we returned to the car and made our way towards Crackinton. It is a lovely little beach, and at this time of year, absolutely deserted. We had been taking photos all day so I will just share some with you now.






We then made our way to the B and B and spent the next hour marvelling at our luxury accomodation with bath robes, St Kits Herbery unguents and the lovely bed. The owner, Liz, had booked us a table at Riverside, in Boscastle, so we returned for yet more photos and a scrumptious meal of lobster. Home in time for The Bridge.



Painting holiday

Hooray! We are on holiday in Cornwall for three days to paint some masterpieces and take in the sights. We are staying at a super place, just outside Boscastle, and feel thoroughly pampered with bathrobes, a cast iron bed and a little room over the front door. We are staying in the Monks room at Reddivallen, a delightful farm, well away from the road, nestling in the landscape like a bird. I’m a bit tired now as I have just watched the first two episodes of The Bridge, the new Swedish/ Danish drama, so I’ll tell you about it tomorrow.