Radiac's Adventures in Cornwall

• 14th September 2005 at 09:26

I'm back in Sevenoaks again after an eventful weekend in Cornwall.

Having spent all week going through spider-infested cupboards and drawers and sorting through thousands of bits of paper, I was relieved to get away back down to Cornwall on Thursday. Friday and Monday were spent catching up on the work that I should have been doing during the week before, and then I headed back to Sevenoaks yesterday, getting in at 4pm before developing a crippling headache and starting to feel very sick, which led to me heading to bed at about 9pm. However, I awoke this morning feeling fit and well, and have started to catch up on the work I should have done yesterday evening when I got in.

I've been working for a couple of hours now - the workmen arrived at 8, and I'm now working in a building site. People are banging nails into the roof above me, people are hammering out walls behind me, and people are drilling and screwing bits of wood into the staircase at my side. Oh, and there's no cold water tank, so I have no water supply apart from the cold tap in the kitchen - that means that the toilets can only be flushed if they are refilled by bucket. Fun. Still, all helps the concentration...

However, I will pause for a moment to relay the tale of Clare's Wedding.

Clare is a girl that Leela went to uni with and now works with, and she was getting married on Friday. We had been invited to her reception in the evening, as had Aimee, who came down on Friday and stayed with us for a couple of days.

Clare lives on the Lizard Peninsula. Now, for those of you who don't know Cornwall very well, the Lizard has no main or named roads, its towns consist of three or four buildings, and so its postcodes stretch for miles. Perhaps, therefore, it was not the best idea to try to navigate there using my sat nav gadget, which relies on named roads or postcodes.

So there we were, at 9pm, driving around the tiny winding mud tracks of the Lizard, in the dark. It became apparent that we were quite clearly lost when we found ourselves on the wrong side of the peninsular, and when we came across a holiday park in Mullion we thought it would be a good idea to pop out and ask for directions. Leela went out to try to find someone to ask, but needless to say, there was nobody. Eventually though, we found it on our own, parked and got out to leave.

It was at that point that Leela couldn't find her phone.

Earlier, she had been using it to read the map as we drove along, so we knew it wasn't at home. I got out the torch, went over all of the car in the hope it had dropped somewhere inside, but it hadn't. It could only be in one place - the holiday park.

Before I continue, perhaps I should say a little more about Cornwall holiday parks. They are mostly inhabited by the scum of the earth. Apologies to those of you reading this who have gone to these aforementioned holiday parks - I'm sure very nice people go to them too, and I'm sure that you're one of them. However, the rest of the people who go to them, especially to the Mullion trailer park serviced accomodation, seem to be mostly scummers.

So Leela and I returned to Mullion, hoping, but knowing realistically our chances were pretty slim. We decided what must have happened - in the dark, the mobile must have been left on the map and fell out with Leela. Everyone's done it, but in the dark she couldn't see anything on the ground in the car park. When we got back, we found the space and had a look around with the torch, but couldn't find it. I went off and asked some people nearby if they'd seen anything, but no. I went into the bar and asked if they'd had anything handed in, but no. I got their phone number and we rang the next day to see if it had been handed in, but no.

So, somebody must have walked past, said 'ooh, a phone', and taken it. It's now barred and the sim is disabled so it's no use to them, but Leela lost her texts, her phone numbers and over a years-worth of photos, and had the inconvenience of having to sort out a new phone. What a waste. Luckily Leela was at the end of her contract so could 'upgrade' to a new one for free with the same number, but still. Makes you wonder at human nature - theft, mugging, robbery, looting... whatever it is, what kind of people do things like that? Oh, wait, I already answered that one two paragraphs up.

Anyway, we made it back to the wedding reception at nearly 11pm, just in time for the dancing, which went on well into the night. I met many interesting people and the rest of the evening was fun, but we left early and used the navigator to get us home before it got too late.

All in all, quite an eventful weekend. But now I must return to my work, and then to packing up my house.

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