kernow visit

Basically, I pigged out, it only rained twice (yes, dogs and cats *are* living together) - once at night, once at 8am. Am v. tanned and parts of my hair have bleached so much they're white.

Feeding ice cream to the Trelissick ferry bloke causes stammering (his normal exit greeting when you get off at Trelissick is 'bring me back ice cream or it's the plank'). He felt so shame-faced he gave me a mini bottle of cava, which led to the exchange when I took a pic of him back at the pier:
'That'll cost you.'
'I gave you ice cream!'
'I gave you champagne!'

Marazion beach (St Michael's Mount by Penzance) has endless golden sands with no gravel. And warm water. I discover this when I'm a) wearing denim shorts w/ no bikini and b) it's 15 mins to my bus to get back to Falmouth for reasonable hour. Meg & Jen, we are *so* going again.

Roskilly's bloke: I walk in on Friday to say hi, he asks where my mates are and proceeds to feed me samples since he knows I'm a guaranteed regular.

Gyllyngvase cafe: where I get asked whether I'm dutch or german. Plaits + blonde does not automatically equal bierkeller.

did the 'buying stuff that is v practical on holiday': girls' board shorts and a straw fedora. I cannot wear this fedora in London. I'll look like I'm from Hoxton.

haul:
big-arse rucksack
boardshorts
straw fedora
2 pairs of earrings from market stall & antique shop
skirt
'Spirit of St Louis' commemorative flask: http://yfrog.com/h2g6mouj Bring me my goggles.
2x Rosemary Sutcliff books. ...look, I was supporting indie bookshops, okay?
Fudge for the gannets back home