Yep, Heather and I went to stay in a Yurt in Cornwall last week and it was delightful. That was my surprise birthday present and it was probably one of the best I’ve ever been given. We were both sick as disease ridden mongrels but had a great time anyway. The little B&B farm we stayed at was very nice the folks there were friendly and smiley and the dinner that we had on my actual birthday night was spectacular, no food I didn’t like, tons of stuff that tops my favourite lists or does now anyway

On the way down we stayed with Ed in Bristol. Went to the balloon fiesta and saw dozens of balloons and the Glow. A balloon glow is something like balloonists trying to do wheelspins in a carpark like boy racers, but with big balloons and huge jets of burning propane. Visually spectacular and all set to really really cheesy music, that particular mix of music that goes with fireworks at your local bonfire night, but worse.
We drove back and forwards between Plymouth and Botelet farm a couple of times and had to cross the Saltash Bridge a few times. When you come back into Devon from Cornwall you have to pay a pound. It doesn’t cost to get into Cornwall but it costs to get back into England, makes Cornwall feel like another country, taxes and a big border bridge
On the way back we stopped off in Wiltshire to look at a white horse and Avebury, which has to be one of my favourite places in England. Heather was also assaulted by a Barrow Wight in the West Kennet Barrow.
Will hopefully give more details… like where to find the Beast on Bodmin moor, which Looe to go into and where to find the best clotted cream tea in the south west.






August 22nd, 2003 at 10:03 pm
So there is a place in far off England where you can get a decent cream team. Just remembering our disappoointingly memorable Devonshire tea experience at Warwick.
August 23rd, 2003 at 9:47 am
as far as I can rememeber that long barrow at west kennet is the oldest man made structure on the face of the planet.
love it there - tilbury hill, the stone circle with village in the missle, the stome lane, with roads winding through… as if in developing the area they were blind to the presence of these monoliths!
glad you liked your yurt
are you sure it was a wight and not a piecost?