St Illogan church

As expected we woke to heavy rain and wind.  I rang a friend who now lives in Portscatho with her husband, and were once part of our gang of ten, and we arranged to meet in Truro.

We drove to the park and ride at our end and met them in the Art cafe where we chatted and had a light lunch.  After parting, it had stopped raining, we went to Waterstones for books and caught the bus back to the park and ride.  Back to Sainsbury’s for food and fuel, then back to base.

I nipped out to take a few pointless pictures, of which this is one.  It’s chilly out there.