Saturday 18th September 2021

 Depressing grey day today, plus also I had to go home back to Spilsbury. Managed to get things packed the evening before, sorted out leaflets to keep and throw out.

I've had some adventures these two weeks, like the cockatiel who keeps saying 'Allo Allo what's going on here then?'. He learnt that from a machine in the arcade's, now he repeats it.

Every morning I'd watch the parents walk past Jackie's while taking their kids to the school. Coaches were come and park in the space by the station, probably after kicking everyone off at the hotel's. 

I know people find me weird and annoying because of my autism, but hey ho. Shit happens.

My last breakfast (I sound like the condemned) was a banana as they'd run out of fruit and fiber. Jackie is a great host and Donna is nice too, but I'll be back in May. 

I left a few bits in the room fridge, it hums occasionally during the night. I think the rooms are haunted, sometimes the curtains move even though the windows are shut.

In Falmouth yesterday, Susie's tearooms were full, so I got lunch round ragamuffins cafe. Had to run off to the loo as that second pull started working.

I left at 5.00 for the 5.25 bus, too wet to do the pier. The stairs which go up the maritime tower are bloody knackering, there's some interesting artefact in there to do boats and the sea. 

I went around the harbour. An Atlantic seal had followed one of the boats in, and the crew were feeding it fish in reward for asking him or her to do tricks; like spinning in the water.

I was waiting in the bus q going back to Newquay from Turo, and I remarked to a gentleman about how many people with Yorkshire or Midland accents lived in Cornwall. He said there weren't many Cornish people living in Cornwall now and he hoped that the people who came down from Yorkshire in the North wouldn't try to change our ways.

Well if people move to Cornwall from the North, then they should accept the way they Cornish people live. And try not to change anyone.