Late morning we left marge in the company of the few vans staying another night, and walked the mile to Gyllyngvase beach where we met with our friends Trudy and Andrew who live nearby. The bright blue sky smudged by a few clouds of cotton hung above a clear turquoise sea.
We had not seen our friends for well over a year so we had plenty to talk about as we sat at a picnic table on the beach. After a couple of hot drinks, we moved into the nearby park where it was less crowded and ate the delicious pasties that Andrew had made for our lunch. After much catching up we returned to the beach for an ice cream. The afternoon passed by quickly and before we knew it, it was time to say our farewells.
As we walked back along the seafront past the infamous 42 steps, we stopped to look around Gyllyngdune gardens opened in 1907.
A little bit of the exotic mixed with shell seating areas and a shell cave which houses unusual shells thought to have arrived on ships from the west indies on which they were used as ballast.
Back at Marge, who bathed in the early evening sunshine we reflected on the day. After a shower and spag bol, we took a walk out just before nine o' clock to view the last of the sunset over Falmouth, which outlined the billowing clouds that darkened in the fading light.
Across the water the St. Anthony's lighthouse on the eastern side of Falmouth harbour flashed its warning.
We are enjoying our time here and will probably stay another day.
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