Tuesday 21st June
An afternoon at Zennor
Sitting in the sunshine
In the Tinners beer garden
Looking out to the coastline.
Your brother fancied a beer
And we had a cappuccino
You’d have asked for lemonade
A brownie or a slice of gateaux.
Such a beautiful location
To sit and relax and chat
Watching the scudding clouds
Talking about this and that.
You’re always in my thoughts
Imagining you’re sitting here
I can put my hand on my heart
And then I know you are near.
Love you forever.
xxxxxx
The Tinners Arms beer garden, looking across the fields to the sea
Looking inland
Zennor church behind the pub
Across the hedgerows to the sea
A patchwork of fields
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
Lovely!!!! Hugs! ❤
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Thanks Bushka.
Hugs back x
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Your poem is beautiful and filled with wonderful, though poignant, memories. We were in Cornwall two weeks’ ago, and must have passed by Zennor on our way to St Ives along the winding coast roads. It’s a very beautiful area and your poem and gorgeous photos are a wonderful tribute to your son.
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Ahhh, thank you so much.
It really is a fabulous place to be; so scenic and so much history.
x
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Yes, I’m sorry we didn’t know about Zennor when we were in Cornwall. Next time… 🙂
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x 😃 x
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Beautiful pictures and big hugs! xxx
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Thank you Lynn.
Hugs back to you.
xx
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Xoxo
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🌞 x 🌞
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What a beautiful place indeed.
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Yes, it really is quite special.
x
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What a lovely place to be
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Yes, Zennor is a beautiful Cornish coastal village.
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The best cream tea I ever had was in Zennor. Lovely photos.
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Excellent!
The Old Chapel (Backpackers) or the Tinners Arms (pub)?
Both superb places for a cream tea.
x
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