Last night I had a very funny experience. When I walked in to the local, a young lady around Emily’s age was standing at the bar, while her black dog kept barking with her tail wagging, seeking attention. When I was the only one that took the action to pat her, she wouldn’t leave my side. I’m talking about the dog, yeah?Any way, Sarah the one holding the leash explained that poppy was her partner’s dog. A pint later and Sarah asking about my travels, she insisted we go meet her partner Kev who worked in the other pub. I said cool,let’s go. She then asked if I could take poppy the two hundred metres, as she needed to run home and grab something. So I did. As I walked, I started singing the rolling stones song walking the dog, and poppy and I were having a fun time.When I arrived at the pub, this guy walked up to me and said, why have you got my dog?I  answered your dog?no mate this is my dog called mate. You should have seen the look on his face. Luckily at that moment, Sarah walked in and told Kev what happened. We all then had a great laugh  and enjoyed the rest of the night. After raining all night and forcast not to stop today, the fog thick as a white brick wall,I’ve decided to just enjoy my last two days in Cornwall. I can’t see the point in breaking my neck on the slippery slopes. Next time I’ll start from the Lizard. I had a later breakfast of fruit, scrambled eggs on toast, and a cuppa. The bus ride took about two and a half hours to Coverack, my next destination, which suited me fine. The reason being, it travels on an inland road and goes down a winding country lane to stop at each seaside village,then turns around and back to the main road. The rain didn’t stop all day. At Coverack, I had a fifteen minute walk to get to my bnb called the old post office. A house built on the side of a cliff back in 1660. The host was quite happy at me turning up at 1 pm, and I was happy relaxing in the lounge room gazing at the harbour and surrounds. The afternoon was drizzle and much cooler,as the weather has returned to normal Cornwall weather. I enjoyed the evening pint with the locals and chicken wrapped in bacon and cheese,chippies and salad for dinner before venturing back to the Post office for a cup of tea talking with one of the other guests.