Brian Viner: Country Life

Published: 10 August 2005

This is our eighth consecutive summer staying in room 42 of the Treglos Hotel overlooking Constantine Bay in Cornwall. We have taken our children to Spain, Portugal, Switzerland, Cyprus, France, America and the Caribbean over the years, yet the annual Cornish holiday is the one by which they judge all others. A holiday "nearly as good as the Treglos" is praise indeed, eight marks out of 10.

We all have different reasons for loving it, although high on everybody's list is the friends we have made; friends who, in most cases, we don't see for 50 weeks of the year, yet who for a fortnight are daily rock-pooling/ beach cricket/ getting mildly drunk late at night companions. The children, I should add, are not yet of an age to get drunk either mildly or in any other way, but when they are, it will be interesting to see whether they still clamour to come to Cornwall. Certainly, there is a thriving teen culture that we have yet to encounter, of surf dudes holding raucous beach parties after dark. Indeed, we've heard that all the local beaches are being closed at 10pm this year on account of the detritus found on the sand the following morning: potsam and jetsam.

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