Bye to St. Tudy and Cornwall (for now)

Ruth left us a small bouquet of flowers again, she is so thoughtful. She leaves them at a side board, not in the middle of the table for example so she is thinking of Lexi as well. Too bad Lexi usually finds them anyway.

It is like spring here really, daffodils are blooming already and trees are budding out. 

I decided on our walk through the hedge rows after the car incident that hedge rows are convenient to shelter from the wind and probably that is truly what they are for. Actually Bruce says they are the fences that keep livestock in, makes sense.

We sent a rather silly looking card named Sir Knight-Alot to the fellow from the garage that helped us so much to say thanks. He really did go above and beyond. I think people here just do and probably don’t expect any thanks for what they consider ordinary, but for us it was extraordinary.

I have been thinking about the attitude difference between Cornwall (correctly pronounced as Cornwoll, we were told to get it right!) people and those outside of this county. I am generalizing again but they seem to be a slightly different “breed”.  Perhaps it is a country versus city thing I don’t know, Bruce has noticed it as well. There is a pride here in Cornwall of all things Cornish, it shows in their marketing of product. Not a one we have talked to seems to want to leave for “greener pastures” after all theirs are very green at the moment literally. We’ve talked to many locals and they love it here, maybe that’s a “line” for the Canadian tourists but somehow I think it’s true. We didn’t see that pride as much coming across the country. Hard to explain really.

Had my pedicure and then we lunched at the greenhouses. They serve a really good ginger beer for Bruce, non-alcoholic and I had a “country pie” which is made from potato, onion and cheese with salad. They have a limited menu but what they do have is really good. While there I read the local church publication which comes out monthly and tells about the news and events in St. Tudy and St. Maybn. It had a story about the two sisters who run the greenhouses. They met late in life, although they would be in their 40’s I’d guess. One likes plants, the other likes food and the nursery became available. So they partnered up and run both areas of it. They cook from a 1950’s refurbished trailer. There is a show garden, as you have seen in a previous post that is changed over every three months by gardening gurus who do a lecture about what plants to put in for balance of colour, plant needs and eye appeal. They do many things so right there, many things I don’t know about their business and shouldn’t, doesn’t mean I’m not curious, but it’s not my place to ask. The old consultant role just won’t quit.

Also read in the Community newsletter for citizens to watch out for "fly-tipping". What is That! Fishing? No, we just asked, it means people throwing out garbage in a field like an old fridge or TV or anything. There is a fine for that and people are asked to take down license and car makes.

Collected a box from the Community Shop to put winter stuff in to ship to the flat in Germany so we’re not carting it off to Spain where we won’t have a car. Then on to the local for a pint. Talked to a fellow there who lives across the street and knows much about the area.

Spring like weather here, as said, except when a hail shower comes in. We have been very lucky and the gent we met said it is usually like this in Cornwall, they tend to miss the big storms going through the rest of the country.

As you can probably tell, we love it here, the people are friendly, weather good in winter, so we have no immediate plans but want to come back. Like when we left Seville, we said we would like to go back and are now!  

So long St. Tudy and environs you've been good to us. We're driving to Folkestone and taking a couple of days to do so. Internet access may be spotty but we do have WiFi in the apartment in Seville.

Cheers, Bev, Bruce and Lexi Cat