We were in this part of the county and the first port of call for my sister was to hit the shops. This is necessary when you work. A working wardrobe is needed. She also bought some gifts for the festive season was fast approaching then. I took photos and had some inquisitive looks. I do not care for anything. I go my own way. Life is too precious. I am recording my return to the sparkle in the shops at this time of year. The fashions. The colours. The inspiration.
We went to a well known coffee shop, to quench our thirst by then. After this refreshing top up we drove on to the coast. I certainly blew the cobwebs out that day. It came in gusts. My sister was getting cold and knew I would like some time alone to take in this spectacular and outstanding scenery surrounding us as far as the eye could see. The lighthouse too was a sight for sore eyes. It was a speechless time, to see yet again the coast our Dad had grew up with on his thirteen moves as a youngster. This was how we came to settle in Cornwall. One part of his life moving around so much.
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