Tuesday, 25 August 2015

Not a perfect post!

You are always seeing these amazing lifestyle posts on other people's blogs, full of idyllic photographs and fabulous photographs. Well this post is about a real family!
Earlier in the year Pickle-Lily went to St Ives with her school for an art trip. She came back full of enthusiasm for the the place, the golden sand, the blue sea, the museums and please can we go back. So, together, we planned a family holiday camping there this August. Big brother said he would come with us so he could go surfing, and I was (sadly) aware this was probably our last family holiday together.
I found a lovely campsite - Hellesveor Farm and booked us in. The farm is a lovely friendly little camp site, with a brand new shower block, clean and stylish you could say. An enclosed washing up area, no washing up in the rain for us and a beautiful tumble dryer - thank goodness. Mel and Andrew only took over last September and have worked so hard to make it like this.
Because, boy did it rain!
The view from our tent

We put up the tent in the rain, dried the inner with some old towels Mr P-L had put in the car and lit a stove in the porch to warm us up. All our clothes had to go in the tumble dryer that afternoon, we were soaked.
Look at those meringues!

Pickle-Lily and I explored St Ives in the wet - shopping in some of our favourite dry stores who all had thoughtfully provided umbrella buckets.

Poppy Treffry
 We visited the Tate St Ives - clean and dry, with a lovely dry cafe.
Fish and chips at the Tate St Ives
 I did enjoy the art as well!
My favourite

The Barbara Hepworth museum was also dry indoors, and the sculpture garden was amazing, and so well packed with plants and trees kept us relatively sheltered!
Barbara Hepworth

The local bus service that kindly stops at the farm entrance (parking in St Ives is a nightmare) broke down on us on the way back to the camp site, in the rain, but Mr P-L came to our rescue.
Big brother enjoyed surfing - Mr P-L watched in the rain!

What became our final night was torrential - I lay in my sleeping bag listening to the hammering rain, and decided that I am really too old (and scared) for this, so in the morning I made the executive decision we were going home. As we packed up our trusty tent - thank you Mr Vango for making great tents - in the rain, I was sad to be going home but so looking forward to a quiet, dry house.
We drove home - in the rain - and now the very wet tent is spread all over the garage drying, but will it be used again? Sadly not, I think :(  
The shower block

I would like to say ..
Thank-you to my brother for my wellies ( a great Christmas present) I lived in them.
A BIG thank-you and I love you you to Mr P-L for everything.
I highly recommend Hellesveor Farm if you want a lovely, simple campsite - we will be back, but in a caravan next time!
The view from the camp site


Deb said...

Even though it rained, it sounds like you had a lovely adventure! I haven't been camping in so long and I do miss it. My youngest girl is the one who enjoys it like I do. I would need to sleep on a camping cot though. Don't think these bones would do well on the ground anymore!
Hope you have a lovely day.