Welcome to Mousehole…….

We arrive bright eyed and busy tailed after our overnight journey on the GWR. A large taxi with a jolly driver dressed in shorts and a t shirt is waiting outside the station to take us to The Old Coastguards Inn where Janet has booked breakfast. We receive a warm welcome by a young team and are served some jolly good coffee. We all opt for a full English breakfast Janet’s being vegetarian. We are disappointed in the size of the breakfast and Janet’s is sparse with no vegi sausage available but an extra egg is offered when Janet shows her disappointment. We request some toast to fill us up. We spend a pleasant hour in the lounge at the Coastguard reading the papers. Janet suggests she pops to our accommodation to see if we can store our luggage until our allotted checkin time. We all then trundle down the hill to our accommodation noting the lack of traffic about for the time of year. We all comment that it would be unpleasantly busy in the summer months. We store our luggage in the study, not a cleaner in sight so we hope its safe to leave the cases. We catch the bus just outside our home for the week. Roger & I use our bus passes with Janet Olly & Richard having downloaded a weeks season ticket. We enjoyed a lovely ride into town until six young lads get on the now full bus and stand by us. As its clear they are badly hungover and looking green we decide to alight the bus early and walk the rest of the way? We pass several fresh fish stalls by the harbour and purchase some wild sea bass for Mondays supper. The fishmonger happily fillets them for us and Janet stores them in her cool bag for safekeeping having cost £60! We walk into Newlyn centre visiting antique centres, art gallery’s and shops. One art gallery full of ornamental crabs takes Richards attention and we ask the gallery owner more about her works. She tell us her paintings are an old Japanese way of printing. Paper is rubbed over the fish leaving an imprint of the scales and fins which she then paints and colours. She goes on to tell us about the green fishing nets used by the fishermen which after time are discarded and left to recycle. She has collected them & had them turned into a length of coil which in turn can be used by a 3D printer to make ornaments and other such items. Early days but she is clearly enthusiastic. Further on we stop for a pint or so at the Tolcarne Inn. Janet was born and raised in the area so her & Olly have visited many times. Olly suggests we visit Mackerel Sky fish bar for a spot of lunch. We have tapas style fish dishes which were delicious washed down with a bottle of Chenin Blanc. We decide to catch the bus back to Mousehole hoping our accommodation will be serviced and ready. As we approach the building a handsome young chap comes out telling us it’s all ready and he has just left us a welcome pack. He is dressed in a t shirt with the logo “Scrubbers Professional Cleaners”. Under my breath I say I’d like a scrub with his brush. Janet tells me she heard that!!! We unpack and have a cuppa. Disappointed not to find any sign of a welcome pack or the usual fresh flowers this company always leave to welcome you. Janet has ordered a Tesco delivery. This arrives dead on time, we put is all away and decide on a little sleep. My head hits the pillow and I know nothing until 6.45pm. Janet however stay busy in the kitchen prepping for Sunday lunch. She has invited two old friend for lunch. We get ready for our evening meal which is booked again by the very organised Janet at the Ship Inn next door. We have a quick glass of wine then check in for supper. The Ship is a fabulous old Fishing inn with loads of character, I feel so at home, every table is full with diners and their dogs. Even a little doggie corner of treats. The menu fantastic. I have a Caesar salad with smoked mackerel, Janet Fish &🐠 Chips the boys have Chicken supreme with chips & polenta. Two more bottles of wine, the bill £200 which shocks Janet so we must be a more modest with our alcohol in future. Back home we have a night cap or two and the evenings conversation degenerates into topics such as sex toys so we all go to bed before it gets any worse!.

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A lifelong pub landlord & landlady.... on the lookout for more tales to tell.......

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