The Cornish Teapot

We have just returned from a splendid week in Cornwall on the Lizard staying at the most southerly hotel in England, enjoying the fare at the most southerly cafe in England and of course drinking the most southerly tea Teapot can find.

Teapot is very proud of her Cornish ancestry and her great grandfather who was a tin miner. Her grandmother's maiden name was Opie and the sight of the Opie garage in the centre of Redruth has the same kind of impact for her that the pigeon cote has to the homing pigeon.

We fly the Cornish flag in the garden and the Cornish emblem is now stuck on the car.

Knowing her all these years I am beginning to realise she was probably descended from some Cornish equivalent to Captain Jack Sparrow rather than, as her dad might make out, a Lancashire rose.

Methinks we will be hoisting the jolly roger before long.