Not much to say for once but plenty of pictures of a Sunday pootle on the river in Mermaid. Impossibly blue skies matched by equally blue seas as we aimed for Trefusis Beach.
The harbour is busy now with a myriad craft including the local ferry boats which go to the Helford, St Mawes and up the river to Truro and Malpas. I know I'm name-dropping but I'm aware a few of you know the area and may like to think back to some of these familiar places.
We made our way past Flushing quay - so pretty with its gorgeous houses high on the banks which belonged to the Packet captains in their heyday. They always make me think of Verity Blamey waiting for Andrew to return as she looks along the harbour from her window (Poldark again - please read all 12 forthwith!)
Once on the beach we ate, paddled, drowsed in the hot sun and just enjoyed that wonderful sense of rest that comes from stepping off a boat onto warm sands where you can't do anything other than 'be'.
There was enough breeze out on the water to ensure plenty of entertainment
and Isabella provided yet more as she had a lesson in swimming with Daddy. She actually swam two strokes on her own!
Could that face possibly smile any wider?
A little snooze under a fluffy towel was in order after so much activity
and then a spot of fishing on the way home - no fish were caught in the making of this blog (as flipping usual!)
but we had fun...
as did this lot who had escaped yet again to take up residence in the garden in our absence...hmmm, there will be words.
See you soon x
