For me, there is no competition. Ask me what my favourite place is and I will always give the same answer without hesitation – Padstow.
Padstow, the little Cornish harbour town, made famous by Rick Stein. It used to be quite quiet, but everyone loves it now and over summer it’s heaving and almost impossible to move. But I love it. I love the little backstreets, the reflections in the harbour, the quirky little buildings, the tide that goes out until it’s almost not there at all… I love every bit of it.
As the weather starts to warm up at this time of year, I always get to thinking about Padstow. And then I realise we still have a long wait until we can go again.
We first went in 1994 with my parents and sister, who wasn’t much older than my younger son is now. In 1997 my husband (still my boyfriend) and I went back to Padstow on our own. In 2001 we had our baby boy and went to Padstow a few weeks later with this little scrap of a baby. And we’ve been back every single year since. With bumps and babies and toddlers and tweens, sometimes on our own, sometimes with my parents or brother or sister. We’ve stayed in different houses. Sometimes we’ve hardly been able to afford a holiday. But we have gone to Padstow every year without fail.
Because we love it. It’s our favourite place.
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