Pasty

I took this at dusk, so excuse the lighting but, idyllic or not, I'm not sure Id want to live somewhere where the high (spring) tide splashed at your windows. Or took your scaffolding out.

Anyway, after 10 days of rest(ish) I decided last night that a 1hr bus ride to a local (all relative) parkrun would be a good idea. When my alarm went off at 0630 I wasn't so sure but once a plan has been made, a plan should be stuck to. Needless to say my achilles wasn't 100% and I struggled with the last two miles (of a three mile course) but I still enjoyed it, managed a decent time and felt like I'd earned my pasty breakfast.

Saturday Kitchen and showers later we went back into Newlyn for ice cream and a beer or two overlooking the harbour before dinner.  

A good day out, as Wallace (or Gromit) would say.