Because I took a load of pictures, see, they are panoramics, see? And they are over here. See what I did there? DO YOU SEE? ANSWER ME!!!!!!

…Anyway, in the third of what will likely be four entries relating to our trip to Cornwall, I present to you, some photies. Of stuff in Cornwall, like beaches and that. Cornwall is great.

Since these are big fat panoramics you need to click on them with your little mouse pointer thingy and make them all re-bigulated. I made all these pictures with my Leica photo machine I did.

The Beach at St. Ives:
Click it I tells you!

The view from Lands End – this right, is literally, right, the end, of the land. I know, right?!
Press it with your mouse!

Ooh look it’s Porthcurno beach, bleedin fabulous, why would you go abroad when you can holiday here? You should support your local UK economy, not go to foreign places, you disgust me. Did I mention I’m off to Spain in a couple of weeks?
Touch your pointer on it!

This do be Sennen Cove, one of the best beaches in the entire country, not according to me, but official important beach experts, so there.
You know what to do.

Moving on from panoramic ones, here’s a photo of Penzance harbour taken when I was on the thick end of many pints of Doombar and Tinners. mmmmmm ale.

And finally, another of Porthcurno, I was really taken with this place I have to admit. Just bloody look at it!!!

So to summarise, if you think there is even a chance of having good weather, you should book a holiday in Cornwall because quite frankly it’s brilliant there.

That is all.

This weekend saw us take a short getaway to the far reaches of the south west of England in the form of a trip to Sennen.

The weather was quite simply amazing, so we were suitably blown away by the picturesque scenery and the spectacular beaches.

Here’s a quicky of Porthcurno beach, a full holiday report will follow as soon as I’ve gone through the several hundred photos I took.

Over the course of a few days we took in Penzance, St. Ives, Senned, Porthcurno and the Minack Theatre, and a whole load of St Austell ales and delicious local seafood dishes.

I also got a funky new bag for carrying crap around in. Yay!

Recently I’ve been hard at work at home doing gardening, hanging curtains and generally being a busy person. This has meant that I haven’t had a chance to take photographs of anything much at all.

I’m starting to get withdrawal symptoms so I’m hoping to get out this coming bank holiday weekend and get some photos taken!

In between pressure washing our decking (how common) and painting the fence I did manage a trip down to take a picture of the new tourist landmark in these parts. Weston-super-Mare has it’s very own “eye” to temporarily replace the pier which burned up last year, this is the – slightly less impressive than the local paper would have you believe – Weston Eye.

Just like London except not at all like London really. It’s like London would be if it was rubbish and crammed to bursting point with Brummie tourists and heroin addicts in rehab. The best bit is that we couldn’t go on it, because less than one week after opening it had already broken down. Brilliant, who needs that pier eh?

The one “pod” that is black is the V.I.P pod – I kid you not. They may be waiting a while before any V.I.Ps visit Weston…

In other unrelated news – I’ve been drinking far too much of this:

I’ve managed to make my car look like this, which is how it’s been for the last three weeks. Must try harder.

That’s all folks.

Oh, except this random one.

Cheery bye!

So after much consideration I went and got myself an iPhone. Much as I’ve always wanted to hate them, now that I actually have one I realise it’s actually flipping great and by association therefor so am I. Even greater than I ever was. Oh yes.

It’s missing TomTom which my last phone had, but I hear that is on the way. Other than that the whole phone experience is just leagues ahead of anything else I’ve had.

Best of all, I get to dust off my old DJ headphones and put them back to work on my head pushing music into my ears.

iPhone with MDRV700 headphones.

Also someone showed me this funky Polarize application which makes pictures look like they were taken with a polaroid camera.

Enough of that, I’m off to tickle my iPhone some more. He loves it when I stroke his screen.

Saturday the 7th of March 11:00am and to celebrate my Wife’s birthday a group of us pile off to go on the Tarka Line Rail Ale Trail.

For the un-initiated this involved getting on and off trains at various middle of no-where train stations and then going into pubs to drink booze.

The Tarka Line trail kicks off in Exeter, so we start proceedings in “The Mill on the Exe”, where I select a decent local ale called Tribute. I decide to record the day with a photo of the gang before everyone is too heavily influenced by ale consumption!

Ross knows the way to the next pub, and isn’t afraid to show us.

Another of Ross’ apparently limitless talents is the ability to form intricate designs in the remnants of the head of his pint. This time, it’s a birdy.

Next up we wander down the road to Exeter St Davids station where we catch the train to our second destination.

Stop one is Eggesford, and the Fox and Hounds for a spot of lunch.

I lead off with a pint of Otter Bitter, and follow up with another Tribute. Mmmmm. Ale.

The food at The Fox and Hounds is very good, and is quite good value for money also. The twelve of us put a decent bit of grub in our bellies in anticipation of further ale consumption, although a few of the girls have switched to wine already. Wimps!

Two hours pass very quickly and it’s back to the station to catch another train. We decide to end our outward journey here as we’ve got limited time and have pre-selected a couple of pubs that we don’t want to miss. So it’s on a train to head back towards Exeter.

Next stop, Morchard Road.

Now it’s time for another group photo. Ross shows off his shy side in this one.

Disaster! We find that Morchard Road serves a small collection of buildings which constitutes a couple of houses, a garage that is closed and our target pub, the Devonshire Dumpling. Which is also closed… Worse still, it’s an hour and a half until the next train is due…

A rapid phone call to the pub convinces them to open up just for us and we all pile in. The staff tell us that they are more an eating pub than a drinking pub, and that they don’t open during the afternoon. As this is slightly at odds with the Tarka Line information leaflet, we politely point out they might want to update their entry.

More ale consumption follows.

After our alloted hour and thirty minutes we stumble back to the station to wait for a train.

No.

The next stop is Yeoford station.

Immediately next to the station is a building, we glance through the window and see a guy behind a bar (complete with optics) cleaning glasses. So we can be forgiven for trying to get in, only for the chap to tell us it’s his house, and not a pub! Oops.

Luckily the next pub is only over the bridge, it’s The Mare and Foal.

I’ll confess that the service in The Mare and Foal wasn’t as good as the other pubs we’d visited. It is a lovely pub and does serve some good beer, but we’d come to expect high standards during the day and for me the Mare and Foal didn’t meet those standards.

We did get to have a good few games of pool though.

By now it’s dark out and we’ve got to head back to Exeter for our final stop. The train rolls into the station and we all tumble aboard.

Our final stop is the Great Western Hotel just next to Exeter St. Davids station. We sink another pint and our day on the trail of ale draws to a close.

The verdict – highly recommended, an excellent way to pass an afternoon. I would actually say that it’s better to spend two or more days doing this, and take in more of the stops and pubs available to you. Limited to one afternoon we only managed five of the pubs and it would have been great to fit a few more in!

It’s arrived, not in time to prevent me breaking the camera but never mind. I love stuff, especially free stuff, so this was bound to be a winner.

Mmmmmm Leica Leather case.

Sky HD still not working. Boiler playing up. Fridge on the way out. Camera broken. Feeling ill. Sigh.