Things

- They have Jif, except it's called Cif. The bottle is exactly the same, otherwise.
- They light their pudding on fire, and that's totally normal
- They put alcohol in everything and drink with every meal (including breakfast. they put sherry on their cocoa pops)
- The roads here are mega stupidly narrow. There's a lot of countryside and I don't know what the big deal would have been to make the roads just a couple metres wider. We were driving along one day and my Uncle drove around this corner and a lady in a yellow car was there and she couldn't get past (because my Uncle's car is huge) and then it turned out that she didn't know how to reverse so my Uncle called her a stupid cow and reversed fifty metres for her. And she didn't even say thank you.
- People in Cornwall don't say "love" all the time.
- We went through a kissing gate the day before yesterday. Basically you go around this metal bit and onto the other side and then you have to kiss whoever's coming after you. It's seems like the kind of thing that you could use to take advantage of people.
- They have Cadbury's Roses but all of the colours and flavours are wrong. For example the green one is not peppermint, they don't have the silver and red ones and the long blue ones are coconut. I don't get it.
- Lunch is lunch but sometimes it's also dinner and sometimes dinner is tea and sometimes it isn't.
- Their supermarkets are different. The three main ones that I've seen so far are:

• Tesco's: this is a big store which has food, but also clothes and books and things. if the warehouse had a supermarket in it and less gardening, craft and homeware stuff in it it would be like tescos.
• Sainsbury's: I haven't actually been inside one yet but I asked Nana and she said it was like Tesco's.
• Lidl: this is a supermarket, except it's German. And everything is cheap and the interior is crap, and they have less range than Write Price but more than a 4Square.

As you can see I have some very important views on supermarkets in Cornwall.
- It's quite true that all the houses look the same. They're also all incredibly old. Like, yesterday we saw a house that was built in 1762. Woah. New Zealand wasn't even properly colonised at that time.
- You're allowed to take your stinky, wet dogs into a pub after having been to the beach. We went to a pub in Porthallow and there were 8 dogs in there (a golden retriever, an alsatian, two beagles, a couple of mutts and two big black labs that were crazy. One tried to put his mouth around my entire hand).
- They eat PORK PIE for breakfast on Christmas morning. Basically it's a pie with insides that look like dog food.

I might make some more observations but I'm very tired and this is all I have now.
I miss you all a lot and can't wait to see you guys again :) First though I must continue my escapades in this truly mad country.