Morvah

After saying bye to Emma over a morning coffee at her place of work, I took a stroll in the mist around Pendennis headland, and headed back to Fred's for lunch. Fred was at work, so I pottered about on my own, watched some of the Tour De France, and washed up before catching the train to Penzance.

At the station at Fred's end was a great sign - "Please stop stealing the station cat, she likes it here".

Met my cousin on the Truro - Penzance train, and we were met at the station by my Aunt, Uncle and Mum to to driven the 20 or so miles to the cottage in Morvah. The cows opposite are quite friendly - if you've ever had Rhodda's cream, chances are you've got one of this cow's mates to thank.