Really, as it says on the can, a day spent at trying to catch up a bit, and make the most of the and the , the pub overlooking the footbridge over the harbour. I did some writing, but about half the day I spent sorting receipts and failing to find them all, as I urgently need to do claims for and other work trips back in April.
It is harder to seethan some places because I already know it well. We never spent any protracted period here, but several times visited with children in our old , and, after they had grown up, I stayed here with in our -based campervan. In recent years, when I’ve been staying at over a weekend, I have occasionally ‘popped’ over for a night or two at a weekend – living on , a day and a half’s travel from , the three and a half hour drive over the feels like an evening jaunt.
We have always stayed at the – fish and chip shop, ice cream, breakfasts and meals as well; the – fishmonger, restaurant and seller of honey ice cream; and the little craft village on the edge of town., which is just at the edge of the town, though never more than two or three nights, so it is familiar: the walk along the prom and quayside from campsite to town; the wonderful
‘s beaches are all stony, the only real sand is the silt river sand in the harbour at low tide. So this is not bucket and spade seaside, but is a popular tourist site, not least because of the picture postcard lines of houses overlooking the harbour. A peek at the prices in the local estate agents will tell you that when one of these prime properties comes on the market, the price is not aimed at local fishermen.
The harbour that was once a majorport is now filled with yachts and pleasure craft, mixed amongst the small fishing boats. From the size of the boats I assume the fishing is mostly shellfish, lobster, crabs, maybe shrimp, rather as on . However, the yachts are not overwhelming, or as densely packed as in some places, I guess the combination of the drive over the mountains, and the port opening directly into the does not attract the casual yuppie weekend yachtsman in the way the or even the do. Instead, the yachts are often homely, slightly weatherbeaten, not cocktail bars on water straight from the boat show, but real craft that have seen the sea.
The visitors are clearly expected to be cultured as one of the major signpostings in the town is the around the town, as he used to regularly visit , which he described as ‘the most precious place in the world‘. I hadn’t been expecting to see much about until I got to . In fact, I have learnt there are across and , although the part has not yet made it to the official web site’s 🙁
However, neither tourists nor yachtsmen dominate the town. Even in mid-summer, you are as likely to hearas , albeit with the odd accent serving you.
This is still, as it was in days gone by, a market town. No out of town supermarket, or, but a mix of food shops and bit-of-everything for home and farm, serving local villages of a small catchment area. It is only half an hour to and (labelled like a town of its own on the bus timetables), so probably not the place for a monthly stock-up, nor the ‘pop in for a tin of beans’ of the village shop, but more a weekly shopping and natter with friends in a tea shop place.
But inflation has hit, the pound shop is now a £1.20 shop.