It's on Frenchman's Creek, for the love of God, and it comes with its own boat.
Anyone who'd like to join us for the week is more than welcome.
https://www.rockcottagecornwall.com/
It's on Frenchman's Creek, for the love of God, and it comes with its own boat.
Anyone who'd like to join us for the week is more than welcome.
https://www.rockcottagecornwall.com/
That's a charming spot. I remember that bint who was once married to Paul Merton doing a programme on the Helford river a while back. I've just found an article on it, although, she'd probably be someone to avoid when on location, at least, if you're Paul Merton, I suppose.
https://www.coastmagazine.co.uk/cont...-cornwall-home
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
Nonsense, man. How can you carry all the kitchen equipment required if you fly? And by the time you've got to Gatwick and gone through security, flown to Exeter, got your luggage and hired a car, it's taken just as long.
The way to get there is to leave at midday on Friday, take a gentle meander as far as Yeovil or Ilminster, enjoy a night in a cosy coaching inn - the sort of place that will serve you a mixed grill or ham, egg and chips, then up at first light and complete your journey on Saturday morning.
All of this accompanied by Du Maurier on audiobook, of course.
Lovely stuff.
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'