Over coffee and croissant we had an exciting morning watching the Olympic climbing. John and Diane have been introduced to a new sport. I am not a follower of sport in any which way but this was amazing and I felt an affinity with Harriet, Brett, Hetty and Raffy. I know they were watching too. It would have been wonderful to have been with them - next time.
Finally, we left and walked to get the 69 bus from Falmouth to Mylor Bridge. We got off a few stops too late and added to our daily step count. It's a very hilly trek to The Eastways cafe. The weather was kind today and we sat outside. The crab cakes and chilli jam reminded of my friend Sarah back in Kent. I haven't seen her for ages and hope she still remembers me. Back on our feet we walked the sea path scrambling across barnacle clad rocks to get us to Flushing to catch the Ferry back to Falmouth.
Tim had found a CAMRA guide. We visited the Seaview Inn - rather sticky and disappointing as it is run by Verdant where we had an amazing meal on Tuesday. We went down 111 steps of the Jacobs Ladder in search of more pubs on Tim's list.
Penny Come Quick was next - ok but we didn't linger long. Back out into the sunshine The Moth and the Moon was a gem with a roof top terrace, unfortunately more steps for my tired thighs to tackle.
We had a table booked at Mine, in The Old Brewery Yard. I thought we had eaten some glorious food but this was fabulous. Want to know what I had... started with sourdough bread with seasalt butter, we shared potato skins with truffle oil and parmesan, a starter of lamb ravioli, followed by pan fried goats cheese gnocchi, confit courgettes, basil pistou and nanny muffet cheese (not sure what the nanny cheese was but it was delicious), I finished with honey cake with meringue, cream and strawberries. A stunning meal with lovely friends.
While drinking our aperitifs thousands of women, possibly a few men, paraded past wearing pink wigs in raising money for care and treatment of breast cancer.
Back walking home we dropped into the Star and Garter where I had coffee, the others were still drinking alcohol.
Our last night in Falmouth we are drinking a last glass of rose. Thank you John and Diane for hosting us and showing us the delights of Falmouth. We will miss you.
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