What shall we do with the drunken sailor.

We ended up at Cadgwith cove inn this evening as Storm Betty raged outside. We had decided to go to the local pub on the recomendation of the campsite owner. It was packed out in expectation as the first sea shanty notes rang out. The pub is renowned for a group of locaks wjo get together on a Friday evening for some community singing. We had a fun evening and met and chatted with some of the locals and a couple holidaying from Australia.
By the time we keft the pub and struggled back up the hill to our campsite, storm Betty had passed and the wind had dropped.
Grateful for:
Joining a group of enthusiasts singing sea shanties.
That we had taken down our camper van awning before Betty showed up.
That we had a good nights sleep drspite the weather.