Finished our tour of Cornwall today with a trip up to Tintagel castle. Supposedly the birthplace of King Arthur (you can imagine the giftshops), there are the ruins of a 13th century castle on a huge rock jutting out over the water. We watched a very "Search for the Holy Grail" introductory video, and basically this castle sounds like it was the summer home for the Earl of Cornwall. Regardless of the Arthur connection, the whole area is unbelievably beautiful, both the ruins and the rugged coastline. It's hard to describe, but there is some power to this place, whether it is simply the stunning views or something else.
We spent the rest of our day making our way back to London, during which I became obsessed with getting the ultimate hedgerow photo. 
Our last stop of the trip was in Bath, which is pretty, restrained, and beige. The posh restaurant where you can drink a glass of the famous Bath water was closed but Mark sweet-talked his way in and we were both able to have a glass (tasted vaguely of feet but actually not that bad). Also were able to get a glimpse of the Roman baths, which were amazing. 
Back to London, a tasty roast dinner by Lee and my introduction to The Catherine Tate Show (how very dare you!).
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