Tales of Summer
Tales of summer- Part 1. I arrived in Penzance on a Friday & had some lunch, then eventually found the youth hostel I had stayed in more than 20 years ago, it seemed to be a lot further out of town than I had remembered. The new rucksack was now filled with rain gear rather than swim wear. The Cornish swimming holiday will be in Tales of summer Part 2, further down the line. It was hit or miss…













