“Close your eyes, breathe it in. Think of a place where the sky meets the sea, where the weather changes from moment to moment, where the coastline is beautifully rugged and hidden coves nestle among dramatic cliff faces, and where surf breaks on beautiful sandy shores. A place of sea shanties, finding treasure (sea glass) on the beaches, building sandcastles, combing for shells, the deliciousness of splits at teatime – jam first, topped with cream – and Cornish pasties (which I usually have a hunger for when I’m suitably hungover) with a mug of tea.
Think of mystical valleys, where small patches of precious woodland cascade down towards the sea, where I love the intimacy of wandering, looking up, breathing it all in, down shaded pathways and the sense of…
