We packed loads into our week - the weather was pretty good, and certainly didn't ever stop us from getting out and about. We started off the week with a visit to Tintagel, supposed to be the birthplace of King Arthur. It was a little misty when we got there, which added to the atmosphere - you half-expected to bump into Merlin at any moment!
The coastline here is so dramatic, with waves pounding the rocks. There's no real evidence to link Arthur with the castle, but I really hope that it's true!
You need to have a head for heights to visit Tintagel, and not mind climbing lots of steps, some of them incredibly steep. I felt like I'd done a work-out at the gym afterwards!
We visited the fishing village of Polperro - very picturesque! The smell of freshly baked pasties was too much for us, and we ate our first (but not our last!) pasties in the village. Deeeeelish!
We visited three houses during the week - Lanhydrock and Trerice are both National Trust properties, whilst Pencarrow is privately owned. We only went round the gardens at Lanhydrock, but they were very impressive.
We had Pencarrow almost to ourselves (and I dreamed of what a wonderful place it would be to hold a knitting retreat!!) The woodlands were magical.
The Elizabethan manor, Trerice, was my favourite - not too big to be overwhelming, but packed with loads of interesting things to see and do. The staff there seemed particularly knowledgeable, and were doing their best to get children involved with numerous activities.
We saw many, many beautiful flowers at these gardens - here's a snapshot of some of my favourites.
We called in at a cider farm where Mr JK bought some cider and scrumpy, before heading on to Truro to watch a performance of Calendar Girls. It was brilliant - so cleverly staged, and very moving too.
We headed down to Watergate Bay near Newquay for lunch at Jamie Oliver's restaurant, Fifteen. Our table was perfect, overlooking the 2 mile long beach. We were able to watch the surfers while we ate.
The food was delicious - we both had the most intensely tomatoey soup we'd ever tasted to start with, and then Mr JK ate fish, while I had potato gnocchi and braised oxtail. I had rhubarb and cinnamon cake with real custard for dessert, and Mr JK (who doesn't like sweet things much) had cheese.
To walk off Jamie's lunch, the next day we walked from Wadebridge to Padstow along the Camel Trail. It follows an old railway line alongside the Camel Estuary. There were plenty of cyclists using the route, but we were happy to walk.
Halfway to Padstow, we were pleased to come across Treats on Trikes where we enjoyed a cup of tea and some homemade boiled fruit cake (my Mum's recipe, made by me!) before continuing our journey.
Finally, we arrived in Padstow, where we rewarded ourselves with fish and chips from the local chip shop, Chip Ahoy. And they were yummy!
We walked a little further down the Camel Estuary where you could look across the water at the village of Rock. It's my favourite part of Cornwall.
Friday saw us heading down to the south of Cornwall to revisit the gardens at Heligan - they were as lovely as we remembered. I am in complete awe of the enormous vegetable garden. It makes ours seem like a postage stamp!
We finished the day by calling in at Mevagissey - another pretty fishing village.
Even though the tide was out, the harbour still provided the perfect back drop for our first (and last!) cream tea.
Here I am now, back home in Norfolk. I've so enjoyed sharing my week with you. And you're in luck, because I'm sharing my very last piece of Granny Wobbly's maple walnut fudge with you. I LOVE LOVE LOVE this fudge - it is the nicest fudge I have ever eaten, and I may have visited the shop on three separate occasions, just to try out the different flavours you understand! Enjoy! I'll be back soon to share the knitting that got done in Cornwall. xxx