fair comparison to Cornwall, which I almost only saw in lockdown, but there’s no mistaking the energy of the capital, the eclecticism of a big city thrilled to have been released.
It’s also a reminder of just how much my life has changed since I left.When I lived in London, I craved the peace and far-reaching green vistas of the countryside.
Now, after eight months at the end of the earth, listening to the wind and the sea, it’s electrifying to hear the sound of police sirens.I bounce around shops thrilled by the novelty.
In Penzance, I went to the big Sainsbury’s for my clothes, or once, in the brief gap between lockdowns, to the small boutiques in St Ives.
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