Saturday 18 March
This morning Mate was up early, having seen signs around town for the Market, on Thursdays and Saturdays from 9am. Bertha was called into commission and the crew set off to The Moor, Falmouth’s market square (and main point for bus arrivals and departures). They found a total of four stalls set out for trading, of which one was a gentleman offering that day’s harvest from his smallholding, including beautiful green-topped carrots in bunches, and white goose eggs. He’d already sold out of rhubarb, so Mate was unable to cross many items off her list, but they did enjoy a friendly chat, before reluctantly resorting to Tesco for some of the remaining requirements.
Skipper ferried the load home for me to mind while Mate waited for lunch to cook: a hot fresh gluten free vegetarian pasty, and a still-not-traditional lamb version in regular pastry for Skipper. These were enj
oyed whilst meandering down Arwenack Street, full of pretty shop windows in between a wide range of places to eat. They continued their stroll around the outside of the National Maritime Museum, finishing up with a brief look in Trago, from where they soon emerged empty-handed.
After a rest from the morning exertions, Skipper prepared me for sailing and washed the salt off my decks. Meanwhile Mate got busy in the galley, baking a delicious gluten free orange, pistachio and polenta cake, and making some spicy carrot and parsnip soup for the following day. Supper was fresh lemon sole from the lovely local fishmonger, with roast new potatoes and buttered green beans.