Woken at 0700 by thunder and lightening…got up to watch a strong westerly find hurl rain at the windows. Made tea and sat at the dining table as the weather cleared and the sun came out. Porridged. Set off in the car for Crowlas, to meet up with Jim and Katherine at their niece’s house. Lucy, and her fella, Sam, bought a tiny one-up-one-down tin miner’s cottage two years ago, and have been working on a tasteful modern extension on a cramped site that falls away to marshland at the rear. Sam has gotten through an incredible amount of heavy work. Looks great…but he’s now in demand locally, slowing their renovation down, but it’s perfectly liveable in. Mandy, Jim’s sister, was also in attendance…but Sam was out working.
We had a coffee and then drove into Penzance in two cars. Parked near the harbour and walked up to 45 Queen Street, a trendy eaterie housed in a barn like old warehouse. Good vibes. Enjoyed my fish finger buttie. Jim leant me his dad’s sailing sou’wester, which happens to be yellow…if it rains I’ll don it for the handyman sequence…I’ll match the yellow set. Left them at the car park and headed back to Mousehole. They are coming to see the show tonight. Did my exercises on the balcony then headed for Minack. Sun shining…but windy. Ate my dinner on the stone bench outside the Stage Door. Show went well, though Martin’s voice was beginning to fail…not sure how he’s going to get it through two show’s tomorrow! Jim and family had driven off by the time I’d changed and climbed back up to the car park. Drove back to Mousehole in the dark…passed Nick walking northward along The Valley…wonder if he’d been hanging about near the theatre…
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