The first house we lived in when we moved to Cornwall from Birmingham when I was six years old was this amazing place on the side of the creek. We could walk down the path on the terraced garden to the little shingle beach.
The view down Pill Creek was much like this one , taken from the other side of the creek this afternoon when I visited a very old friend and her daughter (whom I used to babysit for 50 years ago!) who are staying in a holiday let. We had a fabulous catching-up afternoon.