On my recent trip to Cornwall I visited the fishing village of Polperro. I last visited about thirty years ago as a child but still remember the town. It hasn’t changed much over the last three decades. To be honest it hasn’t changed much for the last three centuries I should imagine!
Steve and I stopped off in Polperro on our way back from Fowey. We parked at the top of the town and walked down through the town to the harbour side. All the memories came flooding back of my time there as a little girl.
After spending time by the harbour side I was craving a cream tea. Those of you that read my blog regularly will know that I have a bit of a thing for afternoon tea. I adore scones with clotted cream and jam so we hunted out a tearoom. A traditional Cornish afternoon tea, but being a Devonshire lass, I just couldn’t bring myself to put the jam on the bottom. It always has to be cream first with me I am afraid regardless of what county I am in. Sorry Cornwall! Steve did take his cream tea the Cornish way. He is from Somerset so has no allegiance to Devon like me!