Woke up this morning and it was raining again, took comfort from the fact that Call me Dave was also being rained on and having to deal with three kids complaining about how since he became Tory leader they never had holidays in the Sun anymore so he can be nice and green.
But we are not defeated by rubbish weather are we? No so off we set for the End of England stopping only for a cup of tea at a Brewer's Fayre on the way. Of course this was not without incident as thanks to the UK's potty licensing laws we were made to move from the side of the room we had made ourselves comfy in to the other as we had the Powder Monkey with us, even though it was only 11AM and none of us were boozing.
When we got to Land's End (Parking £3.00) we set off in the howling wind to see what there was to see.
The whole place has become very commercial with a number of paid for audio visual shows and even bizzarely a Dr Who exhibition. We chose the Dr Who Exhibition (£4.00) and the Glebe Farm (£3.00). Dr Who was quite good, but only had stuff from the Ecclestone/Tennant shows. Still we got to see lots of costumes and props including Daleks, Cybermen, K9, the Sontarans and what I thought were the creepiest creatures of all the Weeping Angels.
So onto lunch at the Longships Bar and Restaurant we all had pasty and chips except for Mab, who's Prawn Marie Rose came without any Marie Rose sauce, though the pastys were very nice. With a couple of pints of Tribute and some drinks for the ladies this came to £28 which I didn't think was too bad. On the down side the Longships need to do something about the sticky tables - if cleaning does not work buy some new ones chaps.
After almost being blown off the cliff face looking at the gulls and guillemots we headed off to the Glebe Farm where the Powder Monkey got to make friends with some little bristly pigs, sheep, goats and a very grumpy little Shetland Pony, as well as admiring a very splendid cockerel and his wives.
Attached to the farm is a crafts workshop where you can watch a jeweller at work and admire Marley a rather splendid cat who spends all day snoozing on a cushion on his work top. It turns out that Marley is the son of Big Head the Pirate Cat and the the jeweller is Edward Williams the author of the Pirate Cat books
see http://www.bighead-the-pirate-cat.co.uk/
Well Edward signed a book for the Powder Monkey and showed her the treasure chest from the book from which she was allowed to select a jewell to take away. He also caught her a fairy and put it in her bag with the express instruction not to let it out in case it made holes in her socks. What with sock eating fairies on the loose and the underpants gnomes I'm worried about having any clothes left to wear!
By then time was getting on so we had a look around the shop full of Cornish products that were marked up well above the retail price and other souvenir crap. Then took a look around the small fishing boat and the RNLI lifeboat that are on display before heading back to Camelford.
On the way back we hit a big Tesco for supplies, then it was home for a One Horse Town Curry which went down lovely with Ouzo.
