I arrived in Cornwall on Sunday afternoon at 4.22pm, my hangover splitting open from the sides and an obsessive need to be submerged in water. Cornwall delivered. I forgot what it was like to swim in the sea and not a murky river or pond. I could taste the salt! I could actually see my arms! I’ll be intermittently OOO this week, getting up early to meet deadlines then running to the coves, coffee and breakfast packed. On the agenda: reading, surfing, swimming, eating, camping and really not much else. Here are a few things I’ve been saving for this week and my favourite Cornish businesses to support…
A gentle plug for my wonder friend Becca’s Joshua Tree-esque annex in Crantock (a beautiful, country lane 10 min walk from the beach!) that’s available on AirBnB, should you wish to retreat into coastal life this summer (would recommend).
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