On Wednesday we had pancakes for breakfast, then got the train from St Austell to Newquay. The weather was a bit rubbish, and me and G were both very underwhelmed by the town. We did find a lot of charity shops (including the one where I lost my balance and nearly fell through the front window head first), and then when the sun came out briefly had a picnic on the beach.

We walked along to Fistral and back along the headland (much prettier), and had milkshakes and ice creams on the beach.