Photo diary: week 30, project 365

"I've long suspected that the term "family holiday" is an oxymoron, and now I feel more sure", muses Grace Dent in the latest Guardian Weekend. I nod my head in agreement - Holidays are a blimming hard work, when you have a young family.
We're just back from a week in Cornwall, which was mostly lovely, but hardly relaxing. A kind of vacation about which people say You need a holiday after this holiday.

I didn't post a week 29 of photos, as we were travelling, thinking I would combine two weeks, when I return home, but by now that week is a distant memory. It was the last week of school, and pretty hectic at that. Eddie's school staged a musical Joseph, and all children took part for three days in a row. But my Week 30 is an extended version, including a couple of days from the previous post which never happened.

We arrived to Cornwall on Friday the 19th, and the weather was abysmal. Thankfully, the rest of the week turned out better, with sunny spells. And we managed to escape the great heat which tormented the rest of the country.
We walked to the beach in the evening, in the rain, and laughed at the English holidays.

Saturday was a different day, the sun was out, and we were back at the beach, building sandcastles, playing football and enjoying the sea breeze.

The beach in Perranuthnoe is enclosed, and is a mix of sand and rocks. If you walk towards Marazion from the village, you venture into a rocky beach. We love a long walk to that beach, and always stop by someone's villa, with the old cannon pointing to St Michael's Mount.

On Monday we went to Penzance, to have lunch at Admiral Benbow. We've visited it before. The food is so-so, but the place itself is amazing, it's a museum of old maritime memorabilia, with genuine artefacts. It was not busy, and we explored the nooks and crannies, admiring the naval antiques.
And of course, if you are a book lover, you'd treasure being in Admiral Benbow for a different reason. R.L.Stevenson got his inspiration for Treasure Island, visiting Penzance and Admiral Benbow.

Every time we returned to the cottage from the beach, we were greeted by this heart in the wooden gate, with a glimpse of lavender and rosemary in the garden. This is a symbol of how I feel about this place. I love Cornwall, and I love "our" little cottage. We've been staying in this village every summer, since Eddie turned one (except last year, when we were too late to book anything).

Sash loves the sea. He seems to be relaxed and happy by the seaside. I've been trying to catch him in the photo, as he's constantly on the move.

We celebrated Eddie's birthday in Cornwall, eating a chocolate cake for breakfast. The cake was a tad babyish, but quite tasty. We bought it in Penzance, and there wasn't much choice, unless you wanted a unicorn or a frilly pink concoction with a crown.

While our hometown was melting in the 38C heat, we escaped the heat altogether. In fact, when we went to the beach before lunch, we had to return to the cottage to get hoodies and cardigans, as it was so fresh and bracing by the sea.

We said Good bye to the sea on the evening before, and got on the train from Penzance to Reading.
I'm always sad when we leave Cornwall, it's one of my most favourite places.
The trip was long and arduous.
Sash endured the long trip, but had a meltdown of epic proportions when we were at home, at bedtime. It was stressful for everyone involved.

Eddie spotted this Trump poster at Reading, and thought it was amusing.

I've already mentioned our local Waterstones on the blog before. The ladies who work there are brilliant, they are passionate about books, and often organise fantastic events for children.
Yesterday it was the Escape from Azkaban event, which you had to book in advance.
It was great fun, and Eddie (and I) enjoyed it very much.

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