Sea, Forts and Driftwood
Approaching Crownhill Bay, the scenery is breathtaking. Mr Word Loft stopped the car so I could take a photo of the yellow wavering fields ahead, the sea, and the crescent-shaped Plymouth Breakwater. We parked near...
Story Perfect
“I don’t know where it is,” I replied to Mr Word Loft one evening in the week. “It sounds like a place in an Agatha Christie novel.” And we were amazed to find out Crackington...