Feeling a little worse for wear after the boozy Burger & Lobster dinner the night before, mum & I embarked on a good ol’ hangover cure of feasting on all of the yummy breakfast options on offer at The Idle Rocks hotel, which we had already tried & tested the morning before. After another snoop around the village, all of the guests gathered by the dock to climb aboard a boat that was to take us to our ‘secret lunch location’, which wasn’t so secret for mum & I, since we had had the extreme honour of checking it out whilst flying a la David’s helicopter to stunning St Mawes.
All aboard, we pulled away from shore and began to sail the high seas.
Nothing cures a hangover like hair of the dog, right? With champagne popping and canapés flowing, we decided to just get stuck right in.
We all relaxed, enjoying the sunshine and warm sea breeze, whilst our Captain had fun disturbing the boats taking part in the Working Boat World Championships, which I told you about the night before.
How stunning is this lighthouse, framed perfectly by the natural light?
And then we spotted David, the tell-tale sign that we had arrived at our destination.
A rather spectacular setting for a spot of lunch.
As we drew closer to the beach it became blindingly obvious that this wasn’t going to be my usual picnic blanket – cooler box – paper plate – beach BBQ.
A long table had been laid with a white tablecloth and decorative stripe, proper crockery and glassware had been set up, and red flowers in matching red buckets used as fun centrepieces.
A makeshift changing room had been built and painted in the red & white theme, complete with its very own skeleton guards to discourage any peeping Tom’s.
Deck chairs and blankets were on hand to prevent sandy bottoms.
A volleyball net had even been erected for the more active amongst the crowd.
A beautifully arranged bonfire had been lit.
Staff with snacks and free-flowing rosé welcomed us ashore.
And some serious BBQ’ing was in full swing.
As I’m sure you can imagine, it didn’t take long for the sounds of busy chatter & laughter to reverberate around our little, private cliff space.
Serious hats off to these two ^ for pulling off such an awesome beach party.
Even the dog was having a whale of a time, digging for treasure!
Oh, and in case you’re wondering, David & Karen hadn’t forgotten about music…
With the men on meat calling us to attention, we formed an orderly queue and piled our plates high with the delicious assortment on offer.
Not the worst dining view imaginable:
I’d never had squid or monkfish on the barbie before, and simply could not get enough of it.
Everyone tucked in and helped themselves to seconds (and maybe thirds…).
We all stayed seated sipping rosé in the sunshine for God knows how long, with nowhere to be (or go!), truly embracing a rare break from our fast-paced world and the relentless demands of technology. It was complete and utter bliss.
And, as if the day could possibly have gotten any better, a pot of deliciously creamy, sweet, tangy lemon posset with biscuit crumb and fresh raspberries, was placed under my nose.
Some chose to burn off the calories, but my mother always told me not to exercise on a full stomach…
All too soon it was time to head back.
We docked and offloaded, and it was as if I was arriving in St Mawes for the first time all over again – I was once more stunned by how beautiful this small corner of England is!
Naturally, The Idle Rocks staff were ready & waiting with glasses of champagne to welcome us back on to dry land.
We ambled slowly back to the hotel, all the while taking in our stunning surroundings.
And then had to get a real shift on, as the big party and main event of the whole weekend was due to ensue only an hour later!