We went away.

I chose to go to Cornwall, when we’d usually go abroad in November. This was an error.

It was shit. Really Shit. I picked up a really unpleasant cold that arrived the Friday before we left, then my dear better half got it, so we spent the only days with good weather feeling like shit, then got the shit weather. When we did venture out, it wasn’t great- St Ives and Penzance were still busy enough to make parking near impossible.

Our holiday property was great, thankfully, as we spent a lot of time in it, but driving over 500 miles in total for two meals out and getting frozen at Land’s End wasn’t great.