A plumply filled brown-bread crab sandwich,
aioli, dressed salad, chilled Pinot Grigio and cutlery that came in a bucket and
spade. And THIS view.
It takes a lot to beat the feeling of your
first daytime sun-drenched drink of the holiday. The daytime bit is important.
On your first sip, you must pay heed to what you would normally be doing. The
niggles and hassles of meetings, commuting, time-sheets and chit-chat. All
these things leave the body almost palpably. Lines on the forehead start to
unfurl and the stress ezema on your hands starts to bugger off.
Here we had a nice lunch with sweet
waitresses who were quick off the mark and kindly charged one of our phones
while we ate.
Porthmeor Café is a very respectable
beachside caff.
Especially to seize on that ‘slipping your
shoes off and digging your toes into the sand for the first time’ moment.
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