Playing to the gallery

Some debate. Should we head off to Porthcurno to revisit childhood memories? Or head to the North Coast to see wild and woolly Atlantic waves?
In the end we did neither. Nor did we manage to have coffee and cake from the H Van on the front. Or from the Newlyn Gallery in (confusingly) Penzance. And the posh Fish and Chip place from last time was now a World Food place.
But I bought a couple of Ella Songbook records and, while I had a post-run beer and bath, M and H fetched fish and chips.
All good.