Chance Encounter
“That’s where they sat.” My sister pointed to lawns edging Plymouth Hoe Promenade. I had strolled there often, been to the top of nearby Smeaton’s Tower, and written about the area, but had never noticed...
Smeaton’s Light
I turned a bend on the promenade and looked up. Smeaton’s Tower always cheers me up, even on a gloomy, blustery day. The red and white striped paintwork is striking and I’ve admired the iconic...