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Today we went to meet long-lost relatives of Juliet's mum, the Lancaster family. We met up in a lovely pub called The Badger in Lelant, and then Juliet and I walked back to St Ives along the cliff path | ||
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is Tony Lancaster with his six-month-old grandson Sam. Sam already appears
to have the right idea when it comes to drink |
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This is Liz, Tony's wife
and this is Tony and Sam again |
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What a bonny bouncing blue-eyed boy he is, and so quiet too. | ||
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Juliet,
Tony and Ruth |
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It was a really nice lunch, but time came we had to go our separate ways, and Juliet and I set off along the coast. The St Erth to St Ives branch line runs along by the beach, and is one of the most picturesque rides in Britain. Here you can see the train crossing the dunes at the mouth of the Hayle river. |
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Descend from the railway line to the beach, and you find acres of unsullied sand. I can only think the beach was deserted because there is no shop, no car park, and, indeed, no road access. A warship had arrived in St Ives Bay, and this old sea dog seems to have come to inspect it. |
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This is a little piece of Carbis Bay... and this is a wonderful specimen of a wild orchid |
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Back in St Ives, a cloud passes in front of the sun above Clodgy Point
Meanwhile, Juliet looks stunning sunsetlit |
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| Sunset and high tide nearly coincide. This couple takes a surfside walk as the tide begins to recede and the sun begins to sink in the west | |||
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So I went out to get some different views of the sun through the cascading surf, so of course the sun disappeared into the clouds... | ||
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I was still lucky enough to get this moody shot back from The Island
over St Ives, showing all the different hills it is built on and how
the Tate nestles right in the middle |
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