I needed a vacation, and I got one: the great British seaside holiday. Such words conjure images of Mr Gumby sitting on a sorry-looking beach of horridly uncomfortable pebbles, his feet pathetically lapped by slate-grey, frigid water. But you’d be surprised how beautiful, colourful and spectacular this strange, wet little island can be.
Joining my friends in Cornwall, near Padstow, I encountered some of the most stunning scenery I’ve ever seen in my life. There’s a reason this country is home to the word “sublime“.