Clovelly Cat

The cat stopped for a quick purr with us and so I am reliably informed that I have descended and ascended one hundred and seventy three steps each way at Clovelly today. The ascent was fuelled by a coffee and a packet of ready salted crisps, we had missed the food at the hotel at the bottom by about thirty seconds, I'm sure.

We encountered fairly constant rain, interspersed with sleet. Exciting weather, wasn't it just.

I am now sitting in front of a log fire warming up and waiting to have what I am sure will be a fabulous meal.