Sunny St Ives
Other than having the odd day off here and there for house moving and a funeral, I actually haven’t had any leave in our honeymoon in September, and I don’t think I would call that relaxing in the slightest! I wasn’t allowed Christmas off, as I’d had the previous year off and ‘it’s got to be fair on everyone’, and then both my boss and someone else had Easter off so I couldn’t have any time around then off either. So when my Mum suggested I joined her and Dad and Grandma down in St Ives for a long weekend I jumped at the chance. Chris, unfortunately, decided he was too busy to take it off (he’s always too busy!)
So on Friday morning I drove into Bracknell with Chris as usual, except this time he dropped me off at the train station, rather than work. I jumped on a train to Reading (oooh, it’s all sparkly and new after it’s makeover), and the on another train down to Bath where Mum, Dad and Grandma picked me up, and on we drove to St Ives!
The weather was gorgeous, and I was so thankful to be in a car that had working air-con (unlike ours!) Grandma was in the front with Dad, and Mum and I were in the back, where we spent the next 3.5 hours chatting away! We arrived mid-afternoon and quickly unpacked the car. My lovely Aunty Lesley owns a little house on the beach down there and is ever so kind and lets family and friends borrow it from time to time. It is the most beautiful house, everything is pristine white – which usually I’m not a fan of, but it works so well with the gorgeous views onto the sea.
After unpacking a bit, we made the most of the sun and headed down to the beach for a quick plodge in the sea. My Grandma had polio as a child, so has difficulty in getting around sometimes. It’s been a long time since she’d been able to paddle in the sea, so with help from me and Dad off came her shoes and she was paddling away. She seemed so happy, it was lovely to see! We then realised that time was getting on and we needed to get ready for dinner. We were meant to be there at 7:30, but none of us were ready by that time! Thankfully the place we were eating was literally 2 minutes walk from the house, so that wasn’t so bad. I had pan fried hake, cornish new potatoes and wild nettle pesto followed by a chocolate pudding with olive oil ice cream (sounds weird, but actually really nice) which I shared with my Mum, and a glass of Pedro Jimenez dessert wine. It was an absolutely lovely meal. We wandered back to the house, and chatted away while drinking red wine!
Saturday morning I was rudely awoke by the seagulls (who continued to be rude to me all day – read on for details!) at 8:30am and didn’t go back to sleep – practically unheard of for me at weekends!
We were all up, dressed and breakfasted (yes, that is a word) and out of the house by just after 10am I think it was! We had a lovely walk through St Ives, having a mooch in the shops, and then returned to the house just before lunch. We had another quick paddle in the sea, and then lunch on the beach – asparagus drenched in butter, parma ham and bread – I love eating with my parents! We spent the rest of the day on the beach, and surprisingly I didn’t burn (well on the places where I’d put suntan lotion). I used the Soltan Once lotion and literally I only had to use it once and it was great. I only used SPF15 and told Mum that I would still burn as I always do…turns out I was wrong and she was right (shhh, don’t tell her that! And no, this isn’t a sponsored post, I am just absolutely amazed at how good it was!!) We ate in that night, some monkfish, lemon sole, new potatoes, sugar snaps with orange and hazelnuts, and a fennel salad (Have I said how much I love eating with my parents!?! My Mum just throws these things together!!) We then went out onto the balcony to watch the amazing sunset. There were loads of people on the beach watching it too as it was the Summer Solstice.
Sunday I slept in til gone 9am, early for me usually, but while in St Ives I felt bad for wasting the morning!! I must be ill! Mum, Dad and I headed into town for a wander, leaving Grandma to read at the house. Mum happily sat on the harbour front, while Dad and I went to the Barbara Hepworth museum which is associated with The Tate. I’m not too sure what I thought of it. She did a lot of sculpture work, and although some of them were really eye-catching, I’m not sure they were my sort of thing. It was really nice walking around the garden there though. We then met up with Mum and mooched in a few art gallery/shops as I was looking for pictures for our two toilets but didn’t find anything that grabbed me, or if I did they were £400+!!! So headed back to the house and took Grandma down onto the beach again, this time to take her into the sea as she’d apparently been dreaming about swimming the previous night. Now I’m a huge wuss and the sea is far too cold for me (seriously it hurts my bones!!!) and so I volunteered to take photos of Mum and Dad helping Grandma in the sea. She didn’t quite get to swimming, but went into the sea up to her chest, and really loved it. The photos I took on her iPad (yes, my Grandma has an iPad and I don’t, sad eh?) showed the pure joy on her face and what fun she was having. It was really nice to see. We then headed into town and I treated us all to cream teas on the harbour front. Dinner that night was at the Porthgwidden Cafe which is a fantastic place. Chris and I ate there on our ‘mini-moon’. Unfortunately the best table in the house was booked, but after they finished we did a sneaky and moved to that table (after asking of course!) This table is beneath the big window which overlooks the sea. It’s just beautiful. We end up just looking out the window most the time we’re there! I had smoked haddock chowder, crab linguine followed by baked lemon cheesecake – and I cheekily asked if I could have some salted caramel ice cream with it! They didn’t really go together, but I love them both, and as they were both on the menu! We had a slow walk back to the house, with me and Mum taking a detour to The Loft where we ate on the Friday night – none of us had any change to leave a tip, and we were all so amazed by the food and service that we wanted to nip back in and give them a tip now we had the change!! I’m sure they thought we were crazy, but we thought they deserved it! We spent the rest of the night chatting away and then headed to bed. Unfortunately no sunset that night
Another early morning, out of choice (seriously, am I ill!?!) with a bit of last minute packing. Both Grandma and I were going home on Monday, whereas Mum and Dad were staying on til Saturday (lucky buggers!) After breakfast I went for another wander round town to see if I could find anything I really wanted to buy and failed. Well, there were things I wanted to buy, but I’m not sure where they would go in the house, or whether Chris would moan at me for buying random crap again!! And so started my 6.5 hour journey home via car, train, train, train, train and car!
Today I was back at work with a serious case of the post-holiday blues. Really wish I’d booked the whole week of work and stayed down in St Ives with Mum and Dad, but I guess I did have to help Grandma back to Bath on the train. Oh what a good Granddaughter I am!!
I hope everyone else had a lovely weekend and managed to enjoy the amazing weather we’ve been having.