Polzeath Beach, Cornwall
Here’s to a new week! I’m starting things off on Tuesday (#humblebrag) as Oli and I have just returned from a long weekend away, celebrating my Birthday with friends in Cornwall.
This celebration was extra special (I wholeheartedly launch in to any and all celebrations, so let’s say this was extra extra special) as one of our friends on the trip was celebrating his Birthday on the 17th too!
Naturally, we basked in the joint glory of our big day, and doubled up on everything – fizz, fun and antics.
Cornwall is such a beautiful area of the UK. As much as I adore The Mediterranean, there is something incomparably hypnotic about the English sea.
I sat down to write a blog post over the weekend . . . and failed.
I realised, there was nothing in earshot other than the breaking of waves. That total peace was staggering.
I turned my laptop off, and just basked in that stillness.
For much of the weekend, stillness and total relaxation was the order of the day.
Each morning we would lazily rise, cook up breakfast/turned brunch/turned lunch and head out to the sea which was a stone’s throw from the house we stayed in for the weekend.
We all braved the waters, donning wetsuits, and clutching our borrowed boards. Surf boards for some, body boards for most.
I am no surfer girl (oh how I wish I was an iota that cool), but the feeling of catching a wave is unparalleled. You feel both tiny, and mammoth at the same time, and most importantly it is crazy FUN.
Exhausted from battling the sea, attempting some athleticism (and on one occasion getting caught in a rip tide – SCARY!) we’d squelch home, run hot showers and spend the afternoon in near silence.
It probably sounds antisocial to sit in silence, but it was the most enjoyable, lovely luxury.
To be in the company of great friends, all equally amusing ourselves with books, tea runs, and simply staring out to sea . . . bliss!
We were treated to the culinary delights of one of our friends Chris – who could whip up anything our heart’s (and stomach’s!) desired in an instant! Every. Day.
Birthday morning brekkie? French toast with vanilla mascarpone and blueberries.
On the few occasions we made it out of the house, we visited the sweet spots below:
Pub: Chef Nathan Outlaw’s The Mariners Rock, Rock.
Spa: Cowshed Spa at The St. Moritz Hotel, Polzeath.
Shop: Roos Beach, Newquay.
I’d recommend visiting them all, if you should find yourself that way of the world!
A kettle never cool, tummies never empty, alarms never set, laughter never silenced and glasses always full . . .
An amazing Birthday weekend indeed!!
Have you guys ever visited Cornwall? Where would be your perfect place to spend a weekend away?
Now back at my desk, I am so grateful to have the lovely friends we do, and to have spent the time away together. And for all of the heartwarming wishes I received over the weekend – to every one that made that day special – and huge huge thank you!
Love, Monica x