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Nothing beats a bacon buttie on the beach

by Nikki's world, with Nikki White Tuesday, October 16 2012

It was never meant to be an extreme holiday, but it was certainly a holiday of extremes.

Two weeks in Cornwall and we certainly packed plenty in. We walked up and down hills, along cliffs and beaches in all types of weather, including glorious sunshine, gloomy grey and howling rain. At one point, we’d seen so many rainbows it was becoming a joke.

We went bodyboarding, rode a zipwire over the Eden Project, but decided against the horse riding after I fell off into a muddy river last year.

I even took my yoga mat with me and fitted in a few sessions.

Sounds like I should have abs of steel by the end of all that, doesn’t it?

Sadly, I never seem to get the exercise/treat ratio right, and although I may have started developing muscles in places I never had before, my research into finding the best pasty/cream tea/ice cream/local beer meant I was a long way from bringing home a six pack as a souvenir.

I didn’t do too badly. My grand total over two weeks was three pasties, two cream teas and one ice cream.

But my research into the beer may have been rather more in-depth than I’d planned and I hadn’t counted on the breakfast pancakes at Fifteen, in Watergate Bay, nor the belly-busting Sunday lunch at the National Trust cafe near the Bedruthan Steps (you have to book, but it’s worth tracking down the telephone number. You’ve never had such hearty, home-cooked food).

Yet my two favourite meals were the simplest. A platter of sardines, mussels, squid and other shellfish galore at a bistro in Fowey – and the best? Home-made bacon butties and a flask of tea, which we’d flung in a rucksack and taken down the coastal path to the beach.

In true Brit style, we huddled behind a windbreak and refused to give in until the sun had given way to the rain.

The best food and the best view ever.

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I've piled on the pounds in beautiful Cornwall... but it's worth it

by Tuned In, with kmfm DJ Andy Walker Friday, September 7 2012
This week’s column comes from Newquay in Cornwall. I’ve been everywhere here on holiday and it is beautiful.

As I write this, I am waiting on an order of quesadillas, having slurped on a strawberry daiquiri. I have the food habits of a man, but the drinks order of a woman. If it is not a daiquiri, it will be a sweet Martini with lemonade.

Cornwall has many “wow” factors. These are beaches with sea views mainly. Most towns in every lane, down every road is selling fudge, scones and, of course, Cornish pasties. Everyone is indulging.

Every town seems to start with the letter P, too – Penzance, Padstow, Perranporth, Penryn and Polperro. I have not been to Cornwall since I was about 14 and I have had a great time. I have also learned things here.

For example, the seagulls take no prisoners. A young boy was eating a pasty on the beach of St Ives when one swept down and grabbed it from his hands. The seagull dropped it, which immediately saw a dozen of his cousins swoop in for a piece of the action.

I also learned that car parking is expensive. Majorly extortionate. Someone paid £55,000 for one car park space. One! Whoever sold that will be going away on a sunshine five-star holiday.

One of my favourite places, though, is Polperro. It is a quaint little fisherman’s village. Tiny, narrow lanes with the smallest of cottage-like houses.

Near that is the Minack Theatre. It is an open-air theatre, four miles from Lands End and was built by a woman called Rowena Cade. She carved Celtic designs into the cemented posts using a screwdriver.

She would also haul sand and huge beams from the beach to the top to complete her theatre. Some 15-foot wooden beams washed ashore from a shipwreck and Cade was asked if she had seen them.

She said she had taken them up to her theatre. No one believed her, but she was not joking. The Minack Theatre is a must-see. Another place to see is Porthcurno. I had to share the picture with you. Turquoise sea and stunning views..

I now return probably a few pounds heavier – all of it worth it, but the gym is calling to burn off the pasty, ice cream, cake and scones with clotted cream. But I certainly won’t be burning away the happy memories of Cornwall.

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