The meeting of the Queens

The end of the previous day. It was great to meet Frugal Queen and her dearly beloved. Time for celebrations, meet their little cutie dogs, have a good natter, open a bottle of wine, and fill our faces with her tasty home made pizza and salad. Later we retired to the lounge to relax in front of the tele. I don't know if it was the food or the wine but I was so full I had a job to keep my eyes open. Tonight I have the luxury of a comfy big bed, as opposed to making my own up on the hard matress of a bottom bunk in a hostel. Bliss.

The next day. Today I am having a guided tour of Fowey, a place I had marked down as somewhere that looks interesting. It's lucky that Jane was born there, who better to show me the sights. And lucky that her mother lives there, so no jostle for a parking space, we have one waiting on her front drive.

One of the fabulous views looking out over the River Fowey.

There is a castle which we looked around, here is Jane and Mike.

A view from the crumbling castle walls.

The river is very busy with all types of boats. We sat for a while enjoying an ice cream in the sun, watching the comings and goings.

Someone was loading a small boat onto a trailer. They secured it with a single piece of rope which surprised me. After all the loads I have seen dropped off the back of a lorry, I would have put a strap across it, or at least several more pieces of rope with good old hitch knots in them. Let's hope they weren't taking it too far.

The little ferry was doing a brisk trade with cars and foot passengers wanting to cross the short stretch of water.

The little town was busy. We did a bit of window shopping around the narrow streets, with gasps of, 'good God, look at the price of that'. I know these holiday places rely on tourists to keep them going, but here was one tourist who was keeping her money firmly in her purse. Looking is free.

Back home again, and after a late lunch we sat outside in the sun. I want to take these two fluffy bundles of fun with me, they are delightful. Thank you Frugal Queen for a lovely day, and the gift of a Cornish Flag. It was so nice to meet another blogger

Now I'm off to the north coast of Cornwall, to Perranporth. The hostel was once a listening station and is perched on a stunning cliff top location overlooking a two mile sandy beach, a surfers paradise. There's time for a walk before bedtime, it's still hot and my arms and legs are getting rather red. Look at this for a view out of a hostel window. It's like another world down here, it could be a million miles from North Lincolnshire.