Something a bit fishy

Day Two

The fog does not budge. On top of that comes rain, sheets and sheets of it, but undeterred we set out to the farmers market. I buy a pot of local honey (later to be confiscated by Ryanair). A brief stop for lunch then up to visit cemetery number one (we saw 5 in total) for a spot of family history. Bookshops, tea and cake and a brisk hike along the seafront follow.
Dinner at a briliant 18th century pub next to open fire - portions too big for Grandparent number 1 - portions just right for me :)