Home Sweet Home!

Well, before I bore you half to death with recounting our holiday in excruciating detail , let me first announce the winner of the 100th post giveaway! It's RUBY!

Ruby if you contact me with your name and postal address on the following email I shall post the book and other bits and bobs forthwith! Here's my email breadandrosesrecipesatgooglemaildotcom.

We had such a good time in Cornwall, even though the weather was slightly against us. Our campsite was right on a headland with wonderful views over the North Cornish coast and National Trust land. We had some great walks amongst the heather and the derelict tin mines, and had some wonderful days on the lovely Chapel Porth beach. DH was in his element, being a complete beach fiend, as were the kids. When the tide is in Chapel Porth looks just like a typical Cornish cove; a mixture of sand and rock, quite small with strong currents and waves; but when the tide is out it more than trebles in size and is a wonderland of sand and caves and rock pools big enough for the children to swim in. It's a surfers paradise and the eldest has asked to come back next year and have surfing lessons (we said yes, as long as she practises swimming under water over the coming year) and has the best little beach cafe I have ever been to; good strong coffee, great cheese toasties and what they called "hedgehogs"...Cornish ice-cream, dipped in clotted cream and rolled in honey-covered hazelnuts. Here's a nice picture of my scruffy lot, clambering over the rocks on a very windy day. I quite wisely, kept my walking boots on and sat, wrapped up in my anorak, with the "surfer mums" whilst my adventurers had a good explore.

We ate very well too! Doesn't everybody when the visit the south west? Lots of local fish and veg, a cream tea, ice cream, excellent fish and chips and yes, pasties and pints of St Austell beer. I've brought some clotted cream back with me and I'll make some scones today, just to cheer up my eldest who is back at school and deserves a tea-time treat when she comes home.

Well, I should go now, as my sister has arrived with her little one for a play and a chat. Here's a picture of a tin mine, beautiful now in the sea-mist, but must have been a terrible place to work for the tough Cornish people. Anyway, it's so nice to be back and thank you for all of the nice comments in the previous post...and Zillah, yes, we were a real stones throw away from you!...and Jenny, yes I feel proud that I have reached the 100 mark without deleting the bloody blog! God bless and see you soon!