Pretty as a Picture
Was I in the right place? I asked myself when suddenly my phone pinged. ‘You have just driven right by me.’ It was a message from Mr Word Loft, whom I had missed waiting for...
Little Chapel on the Headland
It was a decisive “Yes, let’s go,” from me when Rame Head was suggested as a location for an afternoon stomp. The wild and dramatic landscape was one of the first Cornish places I visited...
A Saunter Down by the Water
“Left or right?” I asked as we trudged downhill between Saltash’s two iconic bridges spanning the Tamar. The play park is to the right, so our six-year-old grandson quickly decided that should be the first...
Maryfield in July
It never disappoints. Maryfield was one of the first places I lived when I moved to the West Country thirty-five years ago, and recently a yomp around surrounding footpaths was revitalising after being indoors cleaning...
Inspirational Tintagel Castle
Waves of excitement infused the air as we marched towards the ruins of Tintagel Castle, the turquoise-spangled ocean behind it. It was bright and breezy, and Mr Word Loft and I embraced the scenery of...
The Old Post Office
The door was open, and I couldn’t wait to go inside. Tintagel’s Old Post Office had been closed on previous trips to the enchanting village, full of whimsical shops and swash-buckling tales of King Arthur....
Cotehele in the Spring
It didn’t happen. Our intended move date was postponed just after my last blog post when Mr Word Loft and I received a phone call from the building company. They needed more time to complete,...
Perranporth and the Dragon
A few days’ holiday and the Year of the Dragon. The connection is Mr Word Loft. Major birthdays are usually celebrated with a big party by us, but we hope to move in a few...
Entrancing Trerice
Although smaller than the majority of National Trust properties, Trerice exudes magnificence, but on a reduced scale. The delightful Cornish Elizabethan manor house is enchanting to visit on a cold winter’s day with its open...
Music and Memories
“It’s upsetting, but we just can’t take them with us,” I said to Mr Word Loft when tidying out the loft because we are moving to a smaller place, and he agreed. Among heaps of...