In a week of unexpected journeys this one took us to Mounts Bay this morning. Scene of the 2024 Prostate Charity swim. Today the destination where we returned Miss VV to her dad after a day and night of campervanning excitement for a four year old. On that time we learned that a local cutprice megastore was actually a World of Honey and that car journeys are measured by increments known as Penguin Rocks.

Never has Trago Mills been so romantically named and a measure of a Penguin Rock is 7 minutes. These small revelations happen when you only get to see a grandchild once or twice a year. She doesn’t know that we find Trago to be a bit of a chore. We don’t know what Penguin Rock is. We have all gained something today.

A ladybird sought sanctuary from a sea holly, initially from the sun but ultimately from another heavy rain storm.

We sought sanctuary at a cafe called Hoxton Special, promising life changing coffee.

Of course we have no way of knowing if this coffee changed our lives. We drank 1 and a half cups each and left the cafe.

Having avoided the storm, fully caffeinated up we set about the rest of our day. Which decisions were coffee related and which were not is one of lifes great unknowns. But like many good cafes they provided something to consider.

Hope your Sunday was as eventful or not as you required. More next week.