Utterly Clovelly...

Our final full day of the holiday started with a light breakfast before heading out in the direction of Clovelly, a thirty minute drive to the north west corner of Devon. Clovelly is a privately owned village that does not allow access to motor vehicles due to the severely steep street that runs through the village. You can read more about the village by visiting www.clovelly.co.uk.

Lucy & Cath enjoy a cuppa in the back garden

On our arrival at Clovelly the heavens opened up and we very quickly pulled on our waterproof jackets and rain macs. Moments later the skies cleared and the rain gave way to sunshine. We paid our entrance fees and began our descent into the centre of the village, stripping off our jackets and sweaters as we strolled.

Olivia poses on a sled

Lucy with one of the village donkeys

Ian, Olivia & Cath on the stroll down to the harbour

After perusing the local eateries, we settled on the Red Lion Hotel adjacent to the harbour at the foot of the ½ mile hill. Following lunch Cath, Lucy & I wandered over to view the waterfall whilst Ian entertained Olivia.

The Red Lion Hotel by the harbour

Lucy & Cath by the waterfall at Clovelly

The afternoon in Clovelly ended with Cath, Ian & Olivia using the Landrover Taxi Service to return to the summit of the village, whilst Lucy & I took the challange of walking back up the street, treating ourselves to an ice-cream each when we reached the top.

Lucy poses by a VW Camper

Cath & Ian spent the early evening with Olivia between the outside playground and the indoor activity area before setting her down to bed for the last time on this holiday. The four of us enjoyed an Indian takeaway sat in front of the TV before retiring for the night in preparation for an early start tomorrow.

Olivia & Iain play ball in the garden

The next time you hear from me I'll be sat on the sofa at 42 Albion Street following a long drive back from what has been an excellent week in Devon with great friends!