Dad Taxis

The price of fuel doesn’t look like coming down anytime soon and Sam needed to be at her screen printing workshop today, via Truro to pick up some materials. By the time we arrived at Beacon out near Camborne I’d covered fifty miles, thankfully the return journey was a straight return trip with me only having to stop at the fishmongers for monkfish.
Once I got back Joshua and Tiana headed off with Mrs S down town where Paddy was indulged with dog ice cream now sold at a couple of local bars, seems a great combination to me.

With all this constant rushing around I sometimes forget to “stop and smell the coffee” and remind myself what a great place I live.

Todays photo, the Moors from the A30.