I must be a glutton for punishment but suddenly, I couldn’t let P&V get on the train this morning without waving them off so we went to Truro Station this morning to do just that. For some reason, it was less sad than last night and felt right.
Afterwards we went to Trelissick for some R&R and lunch in the old house which was a special treat. I loved the clock in the dining room and plan on trying to make one like it.
The drive home through the lanes is always beautiful.
We went to Porthtowan for supper with the Munich contingent and had a beautifully presented ‘dessert’ made by the little cousins.