A small remembrance of something more solid

Guy: Obsessive, compulsive or just very very clean?

A robin fluttering his wings on the sundial in the garden at Quethiock.

A fruity cocktail at the Porthminster Café in St. Ives.

The Saltings in Lelant.

Jane and Guy watching Willie frolic in the field behind the house. Free at last! Free at last!

Hose.

A little pigling near Boat Cove.

Pass the strawberries and cream, please!

The "Living Churchyard" at St. Uny Lelant.

Truro Cathedral on a grey and drizzly day.

My two boys fighting.

An ineffectual shower head. The bane of my existence.

All. Fucking. Day.

Haute cuisine chez Guy.

The view from Guy's back garden - a field belonging to the neighbouring farm.

Godrevy Lighthouse from the sand dunes at Gwithian.

An old sundial in the garden at Quethiock.

Pity flowers from Guy.

The view from the car park of my Weight Watchers meeting in St. Ives. A bit nicer than Pembroke Dock High Street!

Gates in Carbis Bay.

A terrified Willie on the stairs in his "new house." My poor boy.

Jude and Mike's new puppy, Teddy. He's only nine weeks old!

Porthkidney Sands.

Figs in the garden at Quethiock.

On the road with Willie.

Empty rooms at Cross House.

Cranesbill in the garden.

The iconic Manorbier image - Manorbier Castle - on one of my last two days living in the village.

I AM SO TIRED OF LIVING LIKE THIS!

A goodbye lunch with the car boot crew in Barbara's garden.