Last week me and my mum decided to take a mildly spontaneous trip to Cornwall (anything that includes bringing along 2 massive suitcases and one small dog can never be that spontaneous). We decided to go because Cornwall is probably one of the most beautiful places in the world but also because I was starting to go a little stir crazy. I love London and my house and my home a lot but it's also always going to be the place where I've been sick. The place where I've spent weeks in my bedroom literally not being able to move and weeks in my bedroom able to move but definitely not wanting to. I needed to get out, and get away, and Cornwall felt like the perfect place for that. I think it's important to remember that you're never actually truly stuck anywhere. I know for me when I start to feel down the effort of even moving from my bedroom to the sitting room downstairs feels like running a marathon wearing a wet onesie. But it is possible. It's always possible. Even if it's just going for a walk round the block, or taking some time out to hide in the loo at a horrible party... or running away to Cornwall for a week. If you're starting to feel like the walls are closing in on you, try to take a break from those walls, and when you get back I bet they'll seem a lot friendlier. Or maybe just a bit more like normal walls.
Anyway here are some pictures from our time in Cornwall. It was sunny and seasidey and like the most magical place on earth (unless Hogwarts really exists, in that case Cornwall is the second most magical place on earth). My favourite place we went was St Just in Roseland church. Which was the most beautiful place I've ever been or probably ever will go in my life. We also went to an amazing cafe in Fowey called Pinky Murphy's. It has an Elvis in Hawaii theme and baskets of unfinished knitting for you to do while you're waiting for your food. Just round the corner from Pinky Murphy's is a shop called White Doll Arts that me and mum had been to before and we ran down the road like to crazy lady's to try and find again. It has smiling pile of poo broaches and bowls of tiny knitted babies. It's heaven. I want to move there.
Hope your having a lovely week.
Scarlett.