Week 3: Friday (Penzance: a cafe and an island)

What an interesting and unexpected day. After my hasty and frazzled 1am post for “yesterday”, I boarded the only train running out of Paddington that evening, heading towards Penzance. Needless to say, the journey wasn’t anywhere near as relaxing or restful as I’d hoped, and I didn’t really get much rest. On the bright side, I managed to snap this early-morning shot from the train while we crossed a bridge of some description (I’ve no idea which).

Someone on the way to Penzance.

Someone on the way to Penzance.

I arrived in Penzance a little before 8am, but given I was sleep-deprived and exceptionally sore all over, I just wanted to lie down and recover a bit. Unfortunately, my hotel had no vacancies, and while I could leave my suitcase, I couldn’t check in until 3pm.

Two sides of the ocean: grey and soon-to-rain, and blue and happy happy joy joy.

Two sides of the ocean: grey and soon-to-rain, and blue and happy happy joy joy.

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My Aunt Jane’s Tearoom (Newry)

A few months back (it’s embarrassing to think of exactly how many—oh dear, I’m quite behind here, aren’t I?), I went to Newry with a friend and her little boy. After a stroll in the streets and an unsuccessful search for a toy shop, we sat down for a cup of tea at My Aunt Jane’s Tearoom, a lovely and quaint vintage tearoom and gift shop we just happened to pass by. I had an earl grey and a chocolate brownie loaded with nuts and awesomeness, while my (coeliac) friend had a gluten-free brownie with her tea, and her wee one had a juice drink thingy.

Mmm, tea and traybakes...!

Mmm, tea and traybakes…!

Basically perfection.

This is basically perfection.

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