What an amazing day.
You arrive at Tregiffian, buoyed on by the adrenaline that helps you forget just how tired you are from weeks of working too many hours.
Next day comes the dip. And for me this time it was a big dip. Yesterday, despite knowing that I was in my favourite place in the world, I could barely drag myself along the ten minute walk to the beach. I had to let my lovely friends go to the pub without me.
In bed just after 10.00pm on the longest day. What’s that about?
But then a big sleep. A really big sleep.
And this morning I woke refreshed.
Did the Gurlands Farm walk this morning, across the fields from Tregiffian, up to Gurlands, and on down to Gwenver. A beautiful, if short, walk. Joined for a while by Paddy, the huge lurcher who lives up at Gurlands.
Here are the fluffy Gurlands cattle with their magnificent view.
During the day we walked over the cliff tops to Cot Valley, looking its very best with so many blossoms, and now the heady sent of honeysuckle too. Skinny dipping at Nanquidno (sorry anyone who may have been offended by a man naked, but for his big beard!). Oh the joy, water just cool enough to make you smile, not cold enough to make you smart.
Then spent the evening on the balcony at Myn Tea. Friends and neighbours Mark, Wendy and Emmi came over for a bottle and to admire the view of views.
Now at 10.15 it’s getting a little chilly, and soon we might go inside and close off the best day of the year so far.
Myn Tea might not be the real world. But it surely is a good world.
Come here at any time of the year and you’ll experience a different view on your own life.