Cafe Catch Up

So all that baloney about writing every week turned out not to be true. In my defence, I have finished writing my book and moved house so blogging slipped a bit on the priority list. I have however been to one or two cafes in the last few weeks, to boot: The Penzance tennis club café (twice); The Lost and Found, also in Penzance, at least twice; Hellsmouth Café at Hellsmouth (go figure); the National Trust café at Kynance Cove. Surely the place that God (if he exists) would live if he lived down hereabouts. There may be others.
Summary verdict: the Penzance Tennis Club café is a little jewel, very reasonable, nice home cooked food, tucked on the edge of the lovely Penlee Park, and open to anyone who wants lunch. You don't even have to play tennis - which frankly, is a relief.
Hellsmouth Café: the best mid-point to one of the best walks in the world. From Godrevy to Hellsmouth. Which I did yesterday with my lovely cousin, Anne, and her lovely husband Stephen. I know, too many 'lovelys' but it is all a bit lovely, so I refuse to apologize. And the carrot cake is very fine too.