There are some lovely-looking houses in Morrab Place.
And luxuriant growth in their gardens!
November, and a hedge of passionflower still blooms.
We looked around Penlee Art Gallery and hoped to eat lunch there. But all the tables were occupied so we wandered further into town and made the happy discovery of The Honey Pot. Leek and goats' cheese tart for me
and for Himself, (the man wot I live with who doesn't get much of a chance to eat meat at home!) a hearty slab of beef lasagne with garlic bread.
The food was delicious and the Honey pot cakes looked divine, but we didn't have room - we shall be back! Then we wandered down Chapel Street with it's curious mix of shops and buildings that range from smart to ridiculous. No. 56 had quite a Shaker feel to it
with an elegant simplicity to the goods on sale.
But there is nothing simple about the Egyptian House,
built in 1835 for a local mineralogist.
And then it gets really silly, what with Steckfensters
and a shoot-out on the roof of the Admiral Benbow.
I think it's time to go home!