As I was going to St Ives…..

Ok, I didn’t meet a man with seven wives (don’t know the riddle?), but I did escape via the Night Riviera sleeper train down to Cornwall for a few days, based around a surprise visit for dad’s birthday today.

So, after many days worth of travel and work irritation, I ended up in St Ives Bay, for some salty air, beach walking and the like.

(and surprised the hell out of dad, brother etc in Penzance later on!)