The biggest city in Cornwall

Today we went to Truro. Truro is the biggest city in Cornwall, in fact, it's the only city in the county.
We visited the cathedral, an impressive building, although it was recently built in 1880 and completed in 1905. It's a perfect example of the Gothic Revival architectural style.
Later, we went to the Royal Museum of Cornwall, where we could take a look at Cornish customs from the Paleolithic to nowadays.
We also walked around the commercial centre of the city and we bought cheese at the Truro Farmer's Market on Lemon St. in the heart of the city.
It seemed to me a friendly, busy and comfortable place to live.
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At the Garden Centre

Although yesterday was sunny, today, the weather is cloudy and windy. Despite the temperature being about 7º, the wind makes you feel cold. It's a chilly day.
We went to the Garden Centre this morning. It is a department store where you can buy several types of farm supplies: seeds, clothes, tools, food,... even newspapers or magazines.
During the trip, Mrs. Host told me the story of Mo and the Beggar:

One day, Mo was up on the roof of his house mending a hole in the tiles. He had nearly finished and he was pleased with his work. Suddenly, he heard a voice below call.
-Hello.
When he looked down, Mo saw an old man in dirty clothes standing below.
-What do you want? -asked Mo.
-Come down and I'll tell you - called the man.
Mo was annoyed, but he was a polite man, so he put down his tools carefully an climbed al the way down to the ground.
-What do you want? -he asked when he reached the ground.
-Could you spare a little change for an old beggar?
Mo thought for minute. Then he said:
-Come with me
He began climbing the ladder again. The old man followed him all the way to the top. When they were both sitting on the roof, Mo turned to the beggar:
-No -he said.

Find your dictionary and have a laugh!

Holsworthy street market

Today we went to Holsworthy, on the Devon/Corrnwall county border. It's a small town with a traditional weekly street market.
We walked around the stands and we bought some fruit, then we went to the old fashioned post office, which looks like it hasn't changed in decades.
Later, I wanted to buy some British cigarettes, so we went to the supermarket and asked the shop assistant for some strong flavoured cigarettes. She recommended a certain brand and I bought them, but when I tried them, I realized that the cigarettes weren't strong at all.

Beware of the cows

I was walking quietly to Boyton, suddenly a man driving a quad bike reached me and he started shouting:
- Come on, get on the quad bike quickly, get on!
I replied politely
- Oh! Thank you, I'd prefer walking.
- No, no! -He insisted- the cows are coming on the road.
I didn't understand at first, but the sooner I saw the cows the faster I got on the quad bike.
Here you are, how the cows can improve your understanding.

Walking in Boyton

This afternoon I walked around Boyton. It's a very quiet little village where you can see many nice cottages and detached houses.
Some of them are new buildings and look modern and fully equipped. Other ones keep their own ancient charm.
Boyton has narrow roads through the village and is surrounded by countryside.

Polperro, "legal" smugglers

Later, after leaving Looe, we drove to Polperro, a nice little village which has a curious name. it reminds me of the word for a Spanish dog.
Polperro has very narrow streets and the cottages surround a little fishing harbour.
We had coffee in a very typical English pub, and there I heard a strange story.
It seems, people in Polperro were dedicated to smuggling mainly, because they had an excellent natural harbour to hide their activities and the Customs Officers couldn't catch them easily, so they agreed to split their benefits and share them with the Royal Crown, so they became "legal" smugglers and could plunder Spanish ships without punishment.

The first trip

On Sunday, we went to Looe, a Cornish village which is found along the mouth of the river Looe.
It was a fishing harbour in the past, but now it has become very popular with the tourists.
We walked on the streets and had lunch in a pub, then we went window-shopping.
As we were leaving Looe, we saw a landslide that had even buried a car. I attach a photo to show this. The Host told me that Cornwall is a very rainy area, so this could be the cause of the landslide.

To Juanse

At the back of the house I saw a kayak. Immediately I remembered my friend Juanse, so I took a photo to show him.
Then, I knew the Host's son likes kayaking and I thought that Juanse would like to meet the Host's son to talk about this sport.