Today was a take it easy day except for a visit to Widemouth Bay. For the keen surfer this seems the place to be, a huge expanse of sand near Bude with the surf rolling in all white and frothy. For those not into surfing there is the digging in the sand option, taken up again by all 4 kids and the people watching with a coffee option, taken up by Bruce and I at the handy little cafe/kiosk. It was a fab way to end our holiday, we may not have risked sunburn in Cornwall but it has plenty to offer and I will certainly return one day especially if I am a) brave enough b) have the money to learn to surf! (Oh and c) loose enough weight to actually get into a wetsuit).
Day 5 – The Home Run:
Time flies when you’re enjoying yourself and quicker than a blink of the eye it was time to leave Cornwall. Other than the weather the general consensus was it had been a good holiday but France still comes out favourite. Fugly, our lovely Fiat Multipla, had whizzed around the Cornish countryside without any fuss whatsoever so we were pretty confident we’d get home with no problems. And we nearly did! About 10 miles from home, all of a sudden with no warning, our drive shaft fell off. Luckily Mum came and rescued the kids and Bruce and I waited for recovery. We were soon hooked up and towed back to Bruces unit where we picked up his van, not a total disaster and we nearly made it home!