Today rained. Alot. Infact the first time in the history of my memory I have ever been to Cornwall and experienced rain. Trying to salvage the best from the bad weather we decided the steam railway would be the best bet. Well. It was overpriced and shoddy. The train then took us to the farm. Newmills Farm. The worst farm in the history of bad farms. I shan't bore with the details but the only good thing about this place was the laughter we have when we reflect on it, and the fact I saw a peacok open its tail feathers in full display. Something that until this day I had only seen in books and on tv.
Pasties for tea again. I <3 Cornwall.